Author: Saisweta

“I will love myself a little less.” The words rang in Anirudh’s ears as he stood by the window in his study looking at the moon. Yes, he had changed. He had never wanted to but he had to. His village needed him to. His family needed him to. Those situations needed him to change. He needed to fight, to hate and to make those people repay. But he had never thought that revenge was a double-edged sword. His thirst for vengeance and hatred had blinded his vision. He had been too blind to realize that he was shedding someone’s…

The next few days of interaction between Bondita and Anirudh were a bit awkward. To any onlooker, they seemed to play hide and seek with each other. Avoiding to meet one another, sometimes by coincidence, sometimes on purpose. “I am just busy with so many cases coming in.” Bondita reasoned with herself one afternoon. “I am definitely not trying to avoid him.” She tried giving herself a thousand explanations but nothing seemed fit. There were a million unspoken words but neither could muster up the courage to say it but it all changed one Wednesday afternoon. Bondita had just returned…

This is a Bonus part of episode 11. Judge David, was a renowned gentleman, with almost 30 years of experience in court. Throughout the trial, he quietly observed without any hindrance. As Bondita concluded her speech, he gently took off his spectacles and commenced with a light smile, “It has been 30 years since I entered the court and almost 15 years since I took this seat as a judge. I have been through countless cases and barristers. But never have I ever attended such a trial, with both of the barristers displaying such professionalism and respect for each other.…

Dear Readers, Here you go.. Extra long episode today both for the amazing response on my last post and to heal all the broken hearts after seeing our Barrister babu getting arrested today in the show. Don’t forget to let me about your thoughts on this chapters through your ever amazing comments.. Happy reading… The shout had been thunderous as if the person at the door had put all its efforts just to make itself heard. All the eyes turned towards the door and there she stood. She was wearing a white saree with her hair tied in a neat…

Anirudh leaned back on his chair, in his cabin aimlessly. “Bondita” he chanted for umpteenth time. He had always believed that he knew his Bondita. He had seen her every emotion from her full-blown cheeks when she was angry to her moist eyes when she was disappointed in him, from her tear-stained sad face to her bright amused face which bore resemblance to the sun. He had been with her, through all her emotional changes and mood swings. But this behaviour of hers was new to him. Her way of saying words which could hurt like daggers with a smile…

“Then what about Vayjanti?” Sampoorna questioned on, even more confused than before. “I love her, Sampoorna Maa. And I have loved her for a really long time. I knew it was Bondita, the moment she got off that train.” “Knowing that, you still allowed her to stay, regardless of all daggers that were hanging on her neck at that moment. And if you loved her that much, why did you think of her a spy?” Sampoorna blurted in disbelief. Anirudh sighed, “I was selfish, Sampoorna Maa. I did not want to part with her after finally being able to gain…

That had been just the beginning. The girl had spoken with an unimaginable confidence, to the point that even her opponent had to look through his speech jotted down on paper, to find when had he said that. She countered each and every point raised, backing it efficiently with facts and her crystal-clear understanding of the given topic. What was more commendable that the room was in a in pin drop silence. Everybody just listened to her, mesmerized both by her beauty and her sheer intelligence. Anirudh, himself found her extremely captivating. Her body language was reserved yet bold. She…

This is a flashback of how Anirudh had seen Bondita in London, before she came to India. I wanted to write this sub-track to explore Anirudh’s feeling and the importance he gave to our Bondita in his life but it ended up becoming too long and I also did not want to cut it short. Therefore, I had to split it into two parts, the second part will drop by maybe today or by tomorrow. So, Hang on tight on this journey through the past. Anirudh settled lightly on the edge of the desk and began replaying one of his…

“Wait a minute” Sampoorna intervened before Anirudh could catch his breath and start tying another bridge of compliments for his Bondita. “You said; when you met her a year ago, but Bondita returned to India only three months ago, after completing her graduation, didn’t she?” “Shit! shit! SHIT!! I lost control over my tongue while trying to reign over my emotions. Aahh.” Anirudh facepalmed himself mentally, “Anirudh, look me in the eyes. You had seen Bondita before, before her return to India, right? Anirudh, when and how did you see her? Why didn’t you tell me? Then what about Vayjanti…