Drenched In Love

Bikharte Sheeshe

After Batakrishna had decided to cut open his heart to Shetukala the next day, he heard her scream. What he had thought ,her scream would be due to some lizard or cockroach dawdling in the corners , but when he actually reached to her, the scene infront of him pulled the rug from under his feet. 

Destiny has this strange habit of not letting things happen according to a man's will, that's why it's the most cursed as well as most thanked thing in the world.

Shetukala's palms were bleeding as she was continuously hitting the the imported full length , three panel mirror in the closet room, with her fists breaking it into pieces The pointed shards of the mirror were piercing her skin, as the the scarlet drops stained the white marble of the floor.

"No! No! No! Don't look. Don't look. Don't...don't..." She screamed as she   smashed the mirror into as many pieces as  she could, along with her blue glass bangles. breaking and falling on the floor in pieces while some punctured her skin drawing blood from her wrists.

"Shetu! What are you doing? Leave it. Leave it , I said." He held her  from behind wrapping his arm  around her shoulders, but she jumped from his hold using all her might in a withdrawal reflex as if his touch burned her skin.

She took a shard of mirror and pointed towards him. " Don't you dare touch me.....or....or... I'll kill you....". She said, her voice rising an octave.  She looked at herself , half clothed and then at at his bare torso in horror. "What did you do to me? What did you do to me? Where are my clothes? What did you do to me? " She screamed like a banshee, looking here and there and then crouched in the corner trying to hide her half naked form.

Batakrishna was dumbfounded to see her reaction. She was absolutely fine just five minutes ago, and she was now a completely different person.
Was she hallucinating?

"Shetu! What happened? Why are you---" He moved towards her and touched her bare shoulders , only to be hit by the mirror shard on his forehead, and led out a painful groan . He clutched his forehead in pain.

"I told you ... Don't.....Don't come near me. Don't .... Don't..... I'll kill you.... I..." She spluttered.

"Shetu! What did you do?" He touched his forehead and looked at his fingers stained with his blood. The gash was deep enough  to draw blood but he least cared about it in that moment.

"I told you, not to come to me. I will .... I will kill you. Don't you dare come to me. I'm saying, I'm saying...." She said trying to hide in the corner , mumbling to herself.

Seeing her getting distracted, he gripped her wrist forcefully , not giving her a chance to withdraw her hand and threw the mirror piece away.

"NOOOOOO!!!" As soon as the mirror piece was snatched from her, her demeanor completely changed from a threatening person to a helpless one. She joined her bleeding hands and fell on the floor curling in a foetal position, pleading and whimpering.
"Please don't do anything to me. Please.... Please.... I beg you."  She hid her face in her elbows and shouted in begging tone. "Please .....I won't do it again. Please leave me...please."

He crouched beside her , touching her arm, but she flinched away from his touch. He withdrew his arm back and cooed in her ear, " okay, okay . I won't touch you . You need not fear okay. " He stood up and took out a shawl from the closet and covered her upper body with it. " See , now you are covered. Shetu! What happened ? Tell me. Please. "

She lifted her head and looked at him. Her eyes were red and swollen with all the crying, and lips trembling . The  Kohl made  black trails of tears on her cheeks, making her look so pitiful. Her red bindi smudged like an amateur stroke. His heart clenched seeing her like this. " Please don't do this to me..... Please..... I'm sorry. I'm So-sorry... sorry." She joined her hands entreating  as her eyes cried more fresh tears. "Please ....don't ....dont....do this to me. I beg you...." She sobbed in between her words.