Sumit and Sachin came out of the car along with Pramod.
She immediately ran and hugged Sumit.
Sumit - are chhutki sab theek hai... Dekh hum le aae jija ji ko.
She backed off and looked him going inside.
Sachin - dekh ab jija ji ghar aa gaye... Tu unhe khana khila aur khud bhi kha le aur so ja..
Susheela - aap to khana kha kar jao na...
Sumit - nahi hame Der ho jaegi...tu ja.. Aur apna khayal rakh theek hai... Ghabrane ki koi baat hi nahi hai...
Susheela - theek hai bhaiya.
They both left with in minutes and Susheela came inside.
She went to the kitchen to prepare the dinner Completely.
He came out after freshening up.
Pramod - kaanch ka glaas leke aa...
Susheela - ji...
She took the glass from the shelf and came out. He was opening the seal of a bottle of alcohol.
She stepped back and gulped.
Pramod - ghoor kya rahi hai... Glass leke aa...
Susheela - ji...... Aap daaru Peete ho?
Pramod - ha... Kyo tughe bhi peeni hai...
Susheela - chee... Mai... Mai nahi peeti....
Pramod - to glass rakh de aur khana leke aa.
She kept the glass on the table and kept the glass on the table.
Susheela - he bhagwan... Ye to daaruu Peete hai.... Mughe to ghin aati hai aise insan se.
Susheela hate the person who consumes alcohol and specially when they are near any woman. She had always seen the family who lived near there house. A man who use to beat her wife every night.. Even he tortured her when that woman was pregnant and forced her drink alcohol. One day, after getting drunk that man murdered his wife and since this thing became a hate for her.
She brought the dinner and saw her that he was relaxingly drinking alcohol.
Susheela - khana....
Pramod - laga de... Mera muh kya dekh rahi hai.
She came and served him.
Pramod - kya banaya hai?
Susheela - bharta, masoor ki daal, tamatar ki chatni... Chawal aur roti..
Pramod - hm... He looked towards the plate.
He smiled and looked towards her.
Pramod - tu nahi khaegi?
Susheela - ji...
Pramod - to baith na...... Aaja...
She was about to sit next to him.
Pramod - are gadhi.... Yaha baith...
He patted on his lap...
Susheela - nahi...
Pramod - are baith ja meri bulbul..
He pulled her upon his lap.
She sat on his lap.
Pramod - Haye....... Chal apna hatho se khila mughe...
Susheela - mai?
Pramod - ha chal khila...
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Umar Se Pare
FanfictionBack to 90's. She was just a weak, timid, small 16 years old village girl who was unwantedly married to a 24 years old man. She was the youngest among the 3 brothers. Married at the age of 16 when she was just introduced to her responsibilities. H...
