What’s next ? Siddhartha Singha
Seeing Savita washing her clothes, something seemed to be playing in Rukmini’s head. A little while ago, he saw Sabita’s husband go out. Tona and Tuni are their family.
That means their baby is alone now. Rukmini looked at this direction and went to the back of their house. No one comes very close to this aspect. It is full of weeds. He was stumbling on the bamboo ladder leaning against the wall. It used to be a one-story house.
Welded roof. Later they built a huge house across the roof. That house has not yet been plastered. The windows were not shuttered. Somehow asbestos has been pressed on top. Rukmini’s body would burn when she saw not only her husband, but also Savita, Makham Sim, Kumro, reading this and that.
So one day he came secretly in this way and grabbed the stem of the pumpkin and makham tree and pulled it up from the root with a single pull. Three days later, Sabita cried out in amazement — who picked up such a fruitful tree?
Since then they have not planted anything here. Yet the maikhana remains the same. What else was tied to the legs right now. He peeked out the window and saw their three-year-old son sitting on the floor playing. Scattering a bunch of toys in front.
Her groom’s stationery shop. This time goes every day. When he leaves, Sabita does it every day by putting the boy with some toys. Cooking is done in one corner of the house. Rukmini suddenly saw a pot placed on top of the oven. He used to do that before.
When their pots did not separate. They divide the father-in-law’s shop in the middle and they do stationery and they do not run a grocery store. The land bought by the father-in-law was not shared. Even after the division, such a quarrel did not start between the two brothers. Their quarrel did not spread between their two wives.
No one seemed to get up to hurt anyone. They were together at that time. Rukmini knows that in this way she puts water in the pot and goes to do other household chores. After that, when he notices, he comes and gives rice. That water must be boiling. If not, why is the lid of the pot jumping and jumping from time to time?
Rukmini looked at them and entered their house through the back door. He grabbed the two shoulders of the pot with the edge of the cloth and somehow lowered it in front of the child, snatched the toy he was playing with from his hand and threw it in the boiling pot and disappeared in an instant.
As soon as the child crawled to get the toy and grabbed the pot by the shoulder, the whole pot tilted and fell on him. The boy screamed.
His mother heard the scream from the pond and came running. Seeing that scene, he absolutely screamed. Who did the defeat! When he ran to take the child in his arms, a boil of boiling water soaked in the boy’s body and a blister fell on his hand.
Hearing the screams, the people of the area came running. This wife is saying, the quarrel of the elders with the elders, does anyone settle that quarrel with the children? It must be their job. And the wife says, no matter how many enemies, can any man do it? The wife says, first take them to the hospital.
The doctor was busy with the baby’s mother. He has a lot of blisters on his hands. As Sabita is saying, I just have blisters on my hands, even if you see me later. Look at the baby first. But who cares! He took the baby to the nurses and got busy with her. Upon receiving the news, the child’s father rushed out of the shop. One more thing, how is the baby?
When the doctor brought the baby from inside to take care of his mother, the baby was sleeping. Far from boiling water falling on him, there is no sign of warm water falling on him. Her mother is surprised. Dad is surprised too. The neighbors who went were also surprised. After hearing all this, the doctor said that if boiling water had fallen on Oituku’s body, then he would not have to see him anymore.
After hearing the doctor’s words, Sabita’s husband also said, “Really, if you have this condition due to hot water falling on her body, then think about what will happen to her in that water … But has something like that happened?” I think you must have been wrong.
Sabita could not explain anything to her groom, he did not see anything wrong. He can’t, he’s not so worried about that. He’s worried about who did it. He clearly remembers the pot he had pushed into the oven. If so, who is Namal? If so, did anyone have Takke Takke! No, once this happens, the boy can no longer be kept on the ground floor.
Lots of enemies around him. An external enemy can be fought, but how can he fight an internal enemy? The panchayat was sitting on their dispute with Deor over a hand and a half of land. There were also police stations. But will she tell her husband to give it up?
As he thinks all these seven-five, he has become quite careful after that incident. She no longer keeps the baby on the floor. There is such a mania that the husband and wife keep the boy with toys on the bed of the two-storied house even though they are at home. The bed is a long way from the wall. As a result, even if it is open, there is no possibility of it falling through the window. Sabita is calm.
Sabita was cooking that day. Peering through the window, Rukmini saw him cutting grain. In the two-story house where the child lives, he put the ladder leaning against the back wall of their house along the window of the house, pressed his feet and got up.
After that, as soon as he raised his face through the window and called out, the child left the game and went to the edge of the bed. Who knows why they are getting the bed so far from the wall! As soon as he somehow managed to reach the boy, he grabbed his hand and gave a jerk. As soon as the child stumbled and came out of the window, unable to cope with the shock, he fell down the ladder himself.
Sabita came out through the back door of the garbage dump and saw her son sitting on the ground tearing the grass. There is no one around. Rukmini read that and ran away. Sabita did not understand who brought her son from the second floor room and left him here!
While massaging Rukmini’s waist with ointment, Rukmini’s groom said, nothing will work with you. Oituku is a child, can’t you punish him?
Rukmini got up with a smirk on her face — will you take me to the doctor? I can’t do that anymore!
When the bridegroom came to eat at noon, as soon as he went to tell her, she said, keep all your nonsense. After that incident, always keep the latch inside. Who can open the latch from outside and put your son on his lap outside, listen?
He was shocked to hear that. Really, that’s when he went into the house with the baby and saw that the front door was locked from the inside. If so! How did he get out! But what … that two-story window was just above where he was sitting and mowing the lawn.
Then he fell through the window! If that was not the case, he must have fallen that way. But she could no longer tell her groom. Her groom is still saying — I know you are angry with them. It is normal to be angry. But don’t say all these things to make me poison them.
Sabita does not understand what to do. The groom has already installed a grill on the two-story window. As long as he is at home, most of the time he keeps an eye on the boy. He got up a little while sewing kantha with a needle, and when he came, he saw that his son had inserted the needle between his two fingers and made two holes in it, but no blood was coming out.
She was shocked to see the boy’s actions. But the boy looked at his mother and laughed. What will her groom say when he sees it! She immediately took the boy in her arms and locked the door and ran towards the groom’s shop.
The shop is not too far away. Seeing her son’s condition, Sabita’s husband is absolutely speechless. There were two or four buyers, what will they buy? The crowd looked at the child. The news spread through their mouths all over the village. From village to village. In the market. On the market On the bus Dhaba. In a hurry. From there to the city. In the newspaper. In the office of the TV channel. It went viral on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram.
Everyone started showing exclusive news. The boys of the science stage came running. The team of doctors rushed. Chanel almost kidnapped the child and his parents and took them to their studio. They started broadcasting live. Phone-in program.
People stumbled and watched. The TRP of that channel started growing by leaps and bounds. The hostess told the girl to pin the baby’s finger to show them to the audience. Immediately, Sabita pulled out a safety pin from the inside of her blouse and the baby screamed as soon as she did not put it on her finger.
Understood, the baby is feeling. Everyone is surprised. If he felt the slightest tingling of this safety-pin, then how could he be smiling with such a big needle in his finger one by one!
Sanchalika said, you said who threw him through the open window on the second floor, you put him on the table and pushed him down and showed him down …
As soon as Sabita gently pushed her baby, she fell down. And it fell into such disarray that immediately the forehead swelled with potatoes. In an instant, someone brought a piece of ice and started rubbing it on the child’s forehead. The three miraculous stories that were told about the baby turned out to be false. The rest is the story of hot water.
There was a glass of water in front of the parents. A cup of tea was also given. Smoke is rising from there. Sanchalika said, not boiling, but throw the tea on the child to see if he feels hot.
Sabita took the child’s hand and dipped it straight into the cup of tea. The child screamed loudly. It was seen that the young skin had blisters on the skin.
Visitors are getting frequent calls from outside. From Delhi, from Darjeeling, from the Sundarbans. Someone says, Buzruki. Some say it is an easy way to earn money. Someone is saying, my wife was saying, there is something God-given in her. If not, is it!
A while ago, he was saying, in whatever way you can, where is the baby, don’t get the address … let’s visit. Luckily you brought him to the studio! Otherwise the wrong message would reach the people.
Whenever this live program is coming to an end, LR is a phone. The call was made by Kamrup Kamakhya Siddha Sadhak — Mr. Bhatchayyi. He said softly in a very calm voice, it is not right to go to check something miraculous, then all his qualities are lost. I don’t remember how we lost Sita in the ordeal? Learn to believe. Better a poor horse than no horse at all.
Some people liked his words, some people did not. Yet people sat in front of the TV. They are looking forward to what happens next! What’s next? What’s next?
