He sat beside her who was sitting under the table and pressed her hands firmly, "Bondita itne saal huye hum ek sath hain, ajtak hummey apne khushi k liye kisi ki sahara nehi lena para".

She still remained quiet and stared at the was like a lifeless dummy.

"Hum dono aise hi ek dusre ko puri zindagi dher sara pyar denge, ek sath rahenge burhape mein bhi" he chuckled with moist eyes, "tum aur mein ek sath rahenge, koi tisra nehi sirf Anirudh ki Bondita aur Bondita ki Anirudh sath sath rahenge, khushi khushi. Itna pyar karenge ekdusre se ki bacche na hone ki akela pan kabhi mehesoos hi nehi karenge hum" he said and his voice came out through her muffled cries.

His voice broke this time, "kuch bolo na Bondita". He held her face and gently moved his hand over her cheeks where he had hit her and made her head place on his shoulder.

They remained silent for a long time unless she broke the silence

"Agar apki patni koi aur hoti to apko ye din nehi dekhna parta, meri wajase ap kabhi...."

She still stared at the wall and didn't notice his face. He was shocked hearing this statement and looked at her with shock.

"Ap pe koi rok nehi hain, ap kisi aur k pati bhi ho sakte hain".

Anirudh's hold on her loosened and he moved away a inch. His face depicted horror and shock by such a statement made by her.

"B..Bon...dita" he murmured softly.

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The priest handed him the photograph of the girl of age 24-25 in a beautiful saree, dark round eyes, an epitome of beauty, "sulakhshana, sushil hain ye" added the priest, "aur nakhshatra ka aisa yog hain ki vivah k ek varsh purv his putra santan ka janm degi".

"Humari beti wo har chiz degi apne pati ko jo unhe unki peheli patni na de pyi aur mard to hotehi aise hain, jo aurat khushi degi, pati usika hoga".