Continued...

"Next story....!"Shruti said.
Kusum turns the page..

||Incompletely Complete Love||

"Ek kahani jiske kirdaaron ko prem ka arth tak gyat nhi tha par prem nibhaya aise ki adhuri rah kar bhi unki prem kahani puri ho gyi...!!" 🥀

~Atiwak

Hussainiwala, Punjab, 1947

A large millet field, in which the millet is almost ripe and the time for their harvesting is near, in the middle of the same field there is a big and old mango tree, which is enjoying the saundhi saundhi mitti ki khusboo and it have small raw mangoes, which are spreading their fragrance in the air and on the same tree a boy and a girl around eighteen and sixteen respectively are sitting on the branch.

The girl is dressed in an orange suit with white patiala, her beautiful hands adorned with colourful bangles, her long draped braid swaying with her every movements. While the boy who is also wearing white Kurta pajama.

"Haww jhutha kahin ka...!" The girl slaps the boy gently, and he smile. "Meri sahu..!" The boy touches his neck. "Main ni maan di teri sahu..tu jhutha hai aur yeh gal pura pind janta hai toh apni sahu rakh tu apne paas main ta chali ghar...!" She jumped from the tree and then flipped her parande wale choti. He also jumped from the tree.

"Main tainu jhutha laga raha hoon main Sacchi bol riha hoon, isa vari main calcutta se anvanga to main tere nala vyah karke tainu apane naal lai javanga...!" He said confidently.

"Jaa..jaa...vada aaya..jab tak tu wapas aayega, mere bau ji mera vyah kahin aur kara denge kyunki tujhse toh unke samne bola jata nhi hai...!" She taunted him as he always gets nervous when he met her father. " Tu bhool mat hamara rishta pehle hi tay ho chuka hai bas Waheguru ki mehar rahi toh agle baras Tu meri ho jayegi aur tab tere bau ji khud tujhe doli bitha kar mere naal vida karenge...tu dekh lena...!"

"Woh toh bas pure pind mein bas ek tu hi tha jo mujhse jyada padha likha hai aur tere bau ji ka naam hai isliye bau ji ne rishte ke liye haan bol di warna tujh jaise chuhe se kaun vyah karta....!" She provoked him. "Batau main kaun chuha hai aur kaun sher...(walking closer to her).

" Bata main bhi toh vekha kitni himmat hai tere andar...!" She said while stepping backwards and soon her back touches the tree trunk. "Ab kidhar jaogi..!" He asked teasingly, she sighed. "Chal hat ab ghar jaane de mujhe warna maa se daant padegi..akele itni der bahar rehne ke liye...!"

"Tu aati hai nhi ki jaane ki baat karne lagti hai..thodi der aur ruk jana...!" He requested with puppy eyes. "Shaadi sirf tay huyi hai..aur aise hum dono ko yahan kisi ne dekh liya na akele mein toh tu janta hai ki kya hoga...Bau ji se maar pad jani hai maine aur rishta tod diya kar kisi aur se..naa...naa......!" Her body shivers at the very thought of marrying some other boy.

"Chinta na kar Haseena aur Anubhav sirf ek dusre ke hai aur rahenge...hamesha...!"

"Honge hi aur na huye toh Anubhav ka Pata nhi par Haseena bina apne Anubhav ke is duniya mein nhi rah payegi..!" She said emotionally. "Na Anubhav rah payega apni Haseena ke bina..aur tu bar baat par aise aansoo na bahaya kar...(wiping her tears)."

"Kya kar raha hai (she steps backward), maa ne mana kiya hai shaadi se pehle paas aane se..!" She said shyly. "Sharma mat maa ne aansoo pochhne ke liye mana nhi kiya hai..pata nhi kab samjh aayegi isko...!" He muttered last line.

"Samjh aayegi matlab...main tujhe bewakoof nazar aa ri haan..paanchvi paas hoon...jameedaron ke bacchon ke saath padhi huyi hoon...!" She said grumpily. "Accha maaf kar mainu...!"

"Huh..vada aaya..main ja rahi ghar...!" She pushed him and went towards her home. "Maa ne paas aane se mana kiya tha toh mujhe dhaka dekar kyun gyi...?" He asked in loud voice. "Maa ne kaha tha tu haath nhi laga sakta main ta laga hi sakti haa...!" She replied in same tone. "Ruk main bhi aaya...!" He runs behind her.

Two Months later...

Two months passed, Anubhav already moved to Calcutta for job, whereas here the country is almost near to independence and India is going to be divided into two countries which is a big trouble for all those people who live in border area villages.

"Kya hua sab pareshaan kyun hai..?" Haseena asked as she saw that her family was under stress. "Tu thi kaha..
?" Her mother asked. "Main toh Geet ke saath thi...!" She said nervously. "Par hua kya...?"

"Bantwara ho raha hai aur hume Pakistan jana padega...!" Her Bau ji said sadly. "Par kyun...hamara ghar toh hindustan mein hai...!"

"Par hamare khet us hisse mein jaa rahe hai aur Hamare saare rishtedaar ja chuke hai aur agar hum nhi gaye toh dange mein hum bhi maare jayenge...!" Her brother said. "Dharm aur jaati ke naam par hum ko baanta jaa raha hai...!"

"Par bau ji...(cuts off by her father) sab saman baandho apna apna...!" Her bau ji ordered coldly.

They nodded as they can't disobey his order while here Haseena gets worried for Anubhav and his family. "Bau ji...(he looks at her) unka parivaar bhi jaa raha hai kya...?" She asked hesitantly.

"Nhi..woh log yahin rehne wale aur tu bhi ab bhul ja us Anubhav ko kyunki ab vyah toh nhi ho payega tum dono ka...!" Her brother said coldly. "Par veer ji...(she stops as her mother glares at her)

" Ladki hai ladki ban kar raha kar...!" Her brother said rudely. She rolled her eyes.

One month later....✨

"Meri bholi Haseena,

Pehle ek muskaan toh laa apne chaand se mukhde par (she smile with brimmed eyes)...Main sahi salamat Calcutta pahuch chuka hai, tum chinta mat karna aur isi patte par mujhe khat bhej dena aur agar koi jaroori baat ho toh taar kar dena, aur das sab changa na udhar...idhar khabar aayi hai batware ki..tu aur tera parivaar toh nhi ja rahe dusri taraf agar jaane walo ho toh bata dena aur fikr na kariyon main udhar aa jaunga aur tujhe vyah ke le jaunga...aur sunn chitthi bhejna jaroor main intezaar karunga...."

Sirf Tera...

Anubhav.

"Haseena...chal bau ji bula rahe hai tujhe...!" Hussian, Haseena's brother calls out her, she quickly hide the letter  under the bedsheet and wipes away her tears.

"Aayi veer ji...!" She replied back, taking a deep breath.

"Nhi bau ji mujhe nhi karna kisi aur se shaadi...!" Haseena courageously rejected her father's decision. "Hum puchh nhi rahe hai tumse...bata rahe hai ki tumhara nikaah agle mahine hoga yani hoga....!" Her father said coldly.

"Par...(cuts of by her mother), par var kuch nhi...aapse tabhi bola tha nikaah  karva do iska, iski umar ki ladkiya apne sasuraal mein apne bacchon ko sambhal rahi hai aur yahan humse hi juban lada rahi hai...!" Her ammi taunted Haseena.

"Bau ji ne hi sar chadha rakha tha ise warna iski himmat thodi hai..!" Hussain seconded his mother. While tears are rolling down from those beautiful eyes which were already dreamed about her future with her Anubhav.

"Chacha ji ek taar bhejna hai is patte par...!" A girl said to post office's officer. He took a glance at her, her face is covered behind the veil and then the envelope.

"Kalkatte....paise hai itne tumhare paas..?" He asked suspiciously. "Ji..aap bas bhej dijiye...!" She passed one rupee note towards him.  "Kya likhna hai?" He asked because she has to pay per word charge. "Haseena Shaadi, jaldi aao...!" These words are enough to describe Anubhav about Haseena's current situation.

Calcutta, West Bengal

Anubhav was silently sitting on his wooden chair while looking at the register which is on the table when someone called him.

"Kya hua?" He asked. "Dakiya aaya hai...taar hai tumhare liye...!" The man replied. "Taar....jaroor Haseena ne bheja hoga par taar...!" He runs.

"Anubhav Singh?" The postman asked. "Ji hum hi hai...!" He replied, signing on the paper. The post man gives him a paper and left from there.

"Haseena Shaadi, jaldi aao...!" He read  the telegraph mail, which shool him.
"Aisa nhi ho sakta...meri Haseena ka vyah main kisi aur se hone hi nhi dunga...!" He quickly runs towards his office.

One day before her wedding...

Her new home is filled with laughter of joy and glee but her smile has no name. Her hands are already adorned with henna, folk songs and teasing women are piercing her ears which are awaiting to hear Haseena from her Anubhav.

"Haseena tujhe kya hua tu kyu aise udaas hai..? " Her friend asked, breaking her trance.  She looks at her but didn't reply. "Samjha karo...kal nikah hai uska, bechari soch rahi hogi apne naye parivaar pati ke baare mein...!" A woman said to tease Haseena, everyone laughed but not the bride who is forced to marry.

"Amma hume neend aa rahi hai...!" Haseena said in low voice. Her mother looked at her, her eyes heavy as if she had not slept for many years. "Jao so jao...!" Her mother said with a smile. She nodded and went to her room.

Punjab, India

"Kya Haseena ka parivaar bantware mein udhar chala gya?" Anubhav said shockingly as his friend told him about Haseena. "Haan aur kal shaadi hai uski jisme uski marji nhi hai...!" His friend added. "Hume jana hoga uske paas...hum use kisi aur ka hone nhi de sakte..!" Anubhav said panicking.

"Par udhar is waqt jana jaan khatre mein daalna kam nhi hai...!" His friend tries to refuse the plan.

"Bina Haseena ke hum jee kar kya karenge...!" He said boldly. "Tu uske liye apni jaan de dega tu?" "Haan...!" He said with determination.

To be continued.....

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Thanks for reading...🙏

~Atiwak 🥀