Long Way Along The Road

Assalamalaikum, Readers! May you all have a powerful inner eyes:

Joining you with where I stopped, I was feeling the unseen stormy waves of emotions trying to come out of Chanda's eyes. I wanted to soothe her but at the same time I didn't want her to stop and disrupt her momentum, so I just pour some tea in her come and waited for her next utterance. She didn't look at the cup, took a deep sigh and moved on:

My friend, It's been a long way along the road. A very very long and thorny way, I wish you could have eyes those could observe my feet wounded from inside the skin while walking on those stern unbreakable pricking thorns, those none could see but made me scream every time I stepped on. My soul's wounded but, see, by body's become more strong and rather beautiful, as they say.

 Any way, after few days one evening I was sitting along my room mate in a shelter home the peon came and took me to the admin office where a senior government officer with two of his subordinates were waiting for me. The officer, Chauhdry Sb, was a bureaucrat and close acquaintance to the admin in charge of the shelter home. That man was almost of my father's age and he was looking at me with strange gaze. After few moments of silence the person stood up and asked for leave and then there was a moment of shock for me when the admin asked me to go along with him. I refused and ask to take permission from the court but to my surprise he told me I had to abide by his directions as I was not safe there and that for the assured safety of mine they have made such arrangements. I was also assured that after some time I would be shifted to more better place and environment considering my health conditions.

From that day on, I have been on beds of roses but full of thorns. I was not much educated or experienced, just a little intelligent according to my age, to understand what has been or going to be played. I was tensed a bit but seeing his personality and age I was not actually worried. I took my bag and went along. While travelling the person asked me questions about my family and my presence there etc. On the way he asked driver to park the car in a market and then he took me to a boutique and bought me quite expensive and beautiful dresses, matching bags and shoes etc. Then we had dinner in a hotel and moved on. I was a very long drive perhaps 5-6 hours or more as I slept in the luxury car and when I woke up it was almost dawn and we were entering to a huge farm house.

I was taken to an upstairs bedroom by a maid and was guided to bathroom to fresh up and ready for breakfast. I was feeling sick due to long travel in such condition so when I just entered the bathroom I fell down having severe nausea . Maid went down and called his boss hurriedly. They called a lady doctor who revealed about my condition to Ch. Sb. Ch was, in no words, out of rage, picked up the cell and started shouting and threatening admin lady, who became ignorant of the fact, just to save her skin. I was trying to assess the whole mess, why he was so disturbed after knowing this, may be he was worried about having another responsibility on his shoulders, may be he was about to have some household services or something else from me and now due to my ailment he is upset. Many such thoughts came into my mind and then I decided to talk to him. After an hour or so I felt better and raised myself from the comfortable bed , gathered whole shopping in one bundle took my bag separately and went downstairs.      

Chanda stopped here, looked at me and asked whether I am not getting bored or she was consuming much of my precious time but my answer was not in words, I took her hand into mine and pressed slightly, perhaps I didn't want any interruption....!

I hope my readers also feel the same way...!
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