KOLKATA--------------'Thank u.' jod

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'Thank u.' jodha told the shopkeeper and took the bag from him. She just peeps inside the bag once and checked if the shopkeeper has missed anything. She can't afford that mishap to be unearthed a few hours later after reaching home. She needs everything at place next morning. It's a big day in her life. It's gonna be her son's first day at school. She wants everything to be perfect. She wants everything to be at its place. She doesn't wanna let her son feel ... things could have been better if he had a father.



Jodha step out of shop and without giving a proper look around utters, 'let's go Ric...' But before she could finish what she began ... the absence of her designated audience caught her attention. A long breath escaped her body...'not again! ... Rico I will kill u for this'...



This is the third time Jodha running after her three and a half year old son today. Well, this bhag jodha bhag is a part of her regular roster. 'But not today!', jodha murmured. Leaving a deep sigh Jodha started looking for Rico. While crossing an alley between two shops, something caught her attention. Her son was standing in front of a showcase window, staring at a sports car. His little longing eyes were glued to that sky blue fascinating speed star. Rico's unmoving dark eyeballs were testimonials to his desire. Catching a sight of her son wiped the worry of jodha's face. But something else fills its place...gloom...disappointment...helplessness.



Jodha wants to give her son everything he wishes, everything he deserves... everything a child needs...but she can't ... she can never. How can she afford such luxury when it's even tough to come in terms with the regular expenses, with such a meager salary? Whatever she earn by teaching at a school drains in household stuff. Now Rico's school! Jodha knows there are taught days ahead...'my boy...mama's really helpless baby...forgive her.'



Jodha drags her feet to her engrossed son. Slowly Places her hand on his head, caress his silky hairs. This feathery touch brought Rico back form his dream world. He looked up at his mother. 'You like this?' jodha asked in a soft voice. Looking at his mothers almost teary eyes, Rico knows what exactly he has to say. 'Nope. I don't like sports cars. They are too fast'. After replying her mother with a tight jaw, Rico starts walking towards the exit, but not before giving her mother a clear glimpse of what he hide. Jodha read it all in her little ones eyes. There he is just like her mama. With a pair of all-tell eyes. That demon couldn't imprint there', Jodha murmured to herself.



It was busy day for Jodha. Morning almost hurried at school. Then picking up Rico from Jinat's home, shop for him. Now back at home. Well that's what she calls this one BHK apartment at a clumsy area in north Kolkata.



Feeding Rico is like taming a mad horse, u never know the worst limit. Last minute tak nehi pata chalta ... sofe pe ulti karega ya bistar pe chatni girayega'. Well after rapping up the today's TOM and JERRY episode, Jodha finally manages to drag Rico to bed. After digesting replies of numerous whys, whats and hows, finally sleep enters Little Master. After giving a goodnight kiss on his cheek, Jodha rests her head on the headboard. She is feeling too exhausted today. Her face mirrors the immense struggle she is putting up every second of her life to keep these two lives going.



Jodha removes her dupatta and throws it on the foot of the bed then stretches her drained body to lie down flat ... hoping to get some sleep... gradually silence engulfs the room and thoughts started to descend in jodha's mind. Fighting with the looming worries jodha unknowingly slips into slumber.



Deep in night, something shook jodha out of sleep. While trying to fathom what exactly has happened, jodha felt somebody's fingers on her arm. They are now making their way upwards. Before they could reach her shoulder jodha get hold of them. But before she could utter anything, a strong hand closed her mouth. Wasting no moment a large figure descends on her. Sensing the danger jodha put in her all effort to get freed from his hold, but she is too feeble for this. Jodha struggled hard but in vain. He tightens his grip around her ... took jodha's both hands and pinned them above her head. His other hand is still on her mouth. He lowers his face, nears his mouth to her ear. Be mine tonight' whispers the invader. Chillness shivers down jodha's spine making her week presence even weaker. He removes his hand from her mouth and replaces it with his lips. His hungry lips made their way through her rosy petals. He invaded her mouth with his thirsty tongue. The more she struggles, the more he buries his weight on her. She finds it hard to even breathe, but there is no sign of any respite. Her full body is drenched in sweat. She is shivering like hell. Still her tormenter is unaffected. His teeth claimed one of her lips. She hissed in pain. Tears stared to flow silently. Suddenly jodha feels her invader's one hand is on its way downwards. It crushed her softies ... pressed them hard. Jodha tried to cry her heart out but her mouth is still sealed by those tormenting pair of lips. Things were rushing to the culmination and jodha was losing the battle all the way. Then something...something very hard brushed against jodha's core. She jerked in alarm, tried to push it away. The more she tries the more it nears her. Finally jodha feels his hand trying to find its way through her leggings. Immense fear ran through every part of her body...her veins. She jerked open her eyes. Soaked in her own sweat jodha is now sitting on her bed... breathing heavily and crying profusely ...the same nightmare...again...



Jodha enters bathroom and close the door behind making sure it doesn't disturb her son's peaceful slumber. Jodha splashes a few rounds of water on her face... covers her face with both of her hand. She stays a while like this, then slowly move her hands from face and look up to the mirror. Her eyes bear the mark of profuse crying. Pink shades on her cheeks have become dead pale. 'Why? Why this is happening to me? Why this is coming back to me over and over again? Why can't i throw it out of my mind? Why that devil is still haunting my mind, my dream, my life? Why can't i just forget him?' Jodha's mind was crying out those numb questions.



Jodha knew she cant...she can never...ever forget that night, she lost all to that devil. She can still feel his lusty gaze...his erotic breathe... his dominating touch. She can still feel those philanderous hands feasting on her body. Jodha breaks down on the floor... hugged her legs with both of her arms and buried her face between her knees... she sobbed hard... let her pain escape through her tears...she cried and cried...



Night is almost over. Outside the world is waking up to a new dawn but for jodha it is just a replica of those, she is living for last four and a half years...

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

KOLKATA--------------'Terima kasih.' jodha memberitahu pemilik toko dan mengambil tas dari-nya. Dia hanya peeps di dalam tas sekali dan diperiksa jika pemilik toko telah kehilangan apa-apa. Ia tidak mampu kecelakaan itu menjadi digali beberapa jam kemudian setelah mencapai pulang. Dia membutuhkan segala sesuatu di tempat pagi berikutnya. Itu adalah hari besar dalam hidupnya. Ini akan menjadi hari pertama anaknya di sekolah. Dia ingin segalanya agar menjadi sempurna. Dia ingin segala sesuatu pada tempatnya. Ia tidak mau membiarkan anaknya merasa... hal bisa lebih baik jika ia mempunyai seorang Bapa. Jodha langkah keluar dari toko dan tanpa memberikan tampilan yang tepat di sekitar mengucapkan, 'Mari kita pergi Ric...' Tetapi sebelum dia bisa menyelesaikan apa yang ia mulai... tidak adanya penonton ditunjuk tertangkap perhatian. Napas panjang lolos tubuhnya...' tidak lagi! ... Rico saya akan membunuh u untuk ini '... Ini adalah ketiga waktu Jodha berjalan setelah anaknya tiga dan setengah tahun hari ini. Nah, ini bhag jodha bhag adalah bagian dari daftar biasa nya. 'Tapi tidak hari ini!', jodha bersungut-sungutlah tentang. Meninggalkan napas Jodha mulai mencari Rico. Saat melintasi gang antara dua toko, sesuatu menarik perhatiannya. Anaknya sedang berdiri di depan jendela showcase, menatap sebuah mobil sport. Matanya kerinduan sedikit terpaku bintang kecepatan menarik bahwa langit biru. Bola mata gelap tak bergerak Riko 's adalah testimonial keinginannya. Penangkapan melihat anaknya menyeka khawatir jodha di wajah. Tapi sesuatu yang lain mengisi tempat... kesuraman... kekecewaan... ketidakberdayaan. Jodha ingin memberikan anaknya yang semuanya ia berharap, segala sesuatu yang dia pantas... semuanya seorang anak membutuhkan... tapi dia tidak... dia bisa tidak pernah. Bagaimana ia bisa membeli mewah seperti ketika bahkan sulit untuk datang berdamai dengan pengeluaran rutin, dengan sedikit seperti gaji? Apa pun yang ia dapatkan dengan mengajar di sebuah sekolah mengalir dalam barang-barang rumah tangga. Sekarang Rico di sekolah! Jodha tahu ada diajarkan masa depan...' laki-laki saya... mama's benar-benar tak berdaya bayi... mengampuni dia.' Jodha menyeret kakinya kepada anaknya yang asyik. Perlahan-lahan menempatkan tangannya di atas kepalanya, membelai bulu-bulu halus nya. Sentuhan berbulu ini membawa Rico kembali bentuk dunia mimpi. Ia menatap pada ibunya. 'Anda seperti ini?' jodha bertanya dengan suara lembut. Melihat ibu hampir berkaca-kaca mata, Rico tahu apa sebenarnya yang telah dikatakan. ' Nope. Saya tidak suka mobil sport. Mereka terlalu cepat '. Setelah menjawab ibunya dengan rahang ketat, Rico mulai berjalan menuju pintu keluar, tetapi tidak sebelum memberikan ibunya sekilas yang jelas tentang apa yang ia menyembunyikan. Jodha membacanya semua dalam sedikit yang matanya. Dia ada seperti ibunya. Dengan sepasang mata all-tell. Iblis tidak bisa menanamkan ada ', Jodha bersungut-sungutlah tentang untuk dirinya sendiri. Itu adalah hari yang sibuk untuk Jodha. Pagi hampir bergegas di sekolah. Kemudian mengambil Rico dari Jinat di rumah, Toko baginya. Sekarang kembali di rumah. Yah itu apa yang dia sebut BHK apartemen ini satu di area kikuk di utara Kolkata. Makan Rico adalah seperti penjinakan kuda gila, u tidak pernah tahu batas terburuk. Menit terakhir tak nehi pata chalta... sofe pe ulti dariwandi ya bistar pe chatni girayega'. Nah setelah mengetuk sampai episode hari ini TOM dan JERRY, Jodha akhirnya berhasil menyeret Rico tidur. Setelah mencerna Balasan dari berbagai mengapa, apa dan hows, akhirnya tidur memasuki sedikit Master. Setelah memberikan ciuman goodnight pipinya, Jodha bersandar kepalanya pada kepala ranjang. Dia merasa terlalu lelah hari. Wajahnya mencerminkan perjuangan besar dia meletakkan setiap detik hidupnya untuk menjaga kehidupan ini dua akan. Jodha menghilangkan dupatta nya dan melempar di kaki tempat tidur kemudian membentang dia dikeringkan tubuh berbaring datar... berharap untuk mendapatkan tidur... secara bertahap keheningan menyelimuti kamar dan pikiran mulai turun di jodha di pikiran. Berkelahi dengan jodha kekhawatiran yang menjulang sadar menyelinap ke tidur. Deep in night, something shook jodha out of sleep. While trying to fathom what exactly has happened, jodha felt somebody's fingers on her arm. They are now making their way upwards. Before they could reach her shoulder jodha get hold of them. But before she could utter anything, a strong hand closed her mouth. Wasting no moment a large figure descends on her. Sensing the danger jodha put in her all effort to get freed from his hold, but she is too feeble for this. Jodha struggled hard but in vain. He tightens his grip around her ... took jodha's both hands and pinned them above her head. His other hand is still on her mouth. He lowers his face, nears his mouth to her ear. Be mine tonight' whispers the invader. Chillness shivers down jodha's spine making her week presence even weaker. He removes his hand from her mouth and replaces it with his lips. His hungry lips made their way through her rosy petals. He invaded her mouth with his thirsty tongue. The more she struggles, the more he buries his weight on her. She finds it hard to even breathe, but there is no sign of any respite. Her full body is drenched in sweat. She is shivering like hell. Still her tormenter is unaffected. His teeth claimed one of her lips. She hissed in pain. Tears stared to flow silently. Suddenly jodha feels her invader's one hand is on its way downwards. It crushed her softies ... pressed them hard. Jodha tried to cry her heart out but her mouth is still sealed by those tormenting pair of lips. Things were rushing to the culmination and jodha was losing the battle all the way. Then something...something very hard brushed against jodha's core. She jerked in alarm, tried to push it away. The more she tries the more it nears her. Finally jodha feels his hand trying to find its way through her leggings. Immense fear ran through every part of her body...her veins. She jerked open her eyes. Soaked in her own sweat jodha is now sitting on her bed... breathing heavily and crying profusely ...the same nightmare...again... Jodha memasuki kamar mandi dan menutup pintu di balik membuat yakin itu tidak menggangu tidur damai anaknya. Jodha percikan beberapa putaran air di wajahnya... menutupi wajahnya dengan kedua tangannya. Ia tetap sementara seperti ini, kemudian perlahan-lahan bergerak tangannya dari wajah dan melihat ke cermin. Matanya beruang tanda berlimpah menangis. Warna-warna merah di pipi telah menjadi mati pucat. ' Mengapa? Mengapa hal ini terjadi kepada saya? Mengapa ini akan datang kembali ke saya lagi dan lagi? Mengapa tidak membuang itu dari pikiran saya? Mengapa bahwa setan masih menghantui pikiran saya, impian saya, hidup saya? Mengapa tidak saya lupa dia?' Pikiran Jodha's menangis pertanyaan-pertanyaan tersebut mati rasa. Jodha tahu dia cant...she tidak pernah... pernah lupa malam itu, ia kehilangan semua bahwa setan. Dia masih dapat merasakan tatapan lusty... erotis nya bernapas... sentuhan-nya yang mendominasi. Dia masih dapat merasa mereka philanderous tangan berpesta di tubuhnya. Jodha rusak di lantai... memeluk kakinya dengan kedua tangannya dan dikuburkan wajahnya antara lutut... dia menangis keras... membiarkan dirinya sakit melarikan diri melalui matanya... dia menangis dan menangis... Malam yang hampir berakhir. Di luar dunia bangun untuk fajar baru tetapi untuk jodha itu hanya sebuah replika dari mereka, dia tinggal selama empat setengah tahun terakhir...