All the beautiful daughters of Mara, Ashok Aatreya [black male authors .TXT] 📗

not enjoyed such a fresh-flash, the golden opportunity of handling twin at one time which was an adventure in itself…It was a rumour that he had handed over the keys of his old fortress to the mother of the twin and signed on the papers of will-full transfer of his that property in the name of the twins.


53/TWINS
The girls were all set and the eye of the camera opened in the hidden attic which was only at six-feet height attached as a part of the sex-court .The woman in thirty brought the girls, the twin with respectful bow told the Thakur-‘Mujro,Hajoor’…and within second the woman disappeared from the room .
The twin girls sat down on the couch on either side of Thakur who first of all gave them (beetle-leaf)..Paan for chewing and then held the hand of one of the girl, telling her –‘You are very gorgeous’and held her in his arm caressing her shoulders ,necks, and open part of mid-rib.He held another innocent beauty in his fold and kissed her square on her face.. Then an old lady entered in the room and moved them to master bed-room where other nude ladies were waiting for imparting training…For photographic details another aperture was arranged and the Journalist lady was ready to take the photographs for her research- work. Once reaching there, all three of them got naked. .the naked twin girls looked identical.. They had small and excitingly young formed breasts. The bed was big and abnormal in size…Their aunt first took the initiative and embraced and kissed her love mate, Thakur and then dragged both the girls for the sexual sport. The experienced Thakur before going further, put his fingers in the cunts of both the girls and searched around for their G-spot.He felt happy to discover that his finger did not slid easily.. He did it two to three times. Against this odd situation, the mother of the girls angrily told him –‘How you are testing my children like this, they are hundred and one percent virgin.. I knew the value of taking the keys of your fortress .It’s a perfect deal. If I am not the real blood of a whore, you can change my name Thakur.’ With this hot filmy dialog, mother of the twins came out of the inner-room.Thakur did his job silently and came back to his town…and one dark night the hero of the Sindry, Thakur committed suicide…
After this incident the story took another turn, within a very short time there was uproar in the news papers and questions raised in the Legislative Assembly about the happenings in the-Sindry and Divine raised the issue herself vehemently. .Lot of other social activists supported her cause. Anand also made efforts to see that the proper investigation in the matter take place, the case was referred to C.B.I after pressure from public and the entire episode of twins got publicity of international level. .Lot of media coverage highlighted the problems of sex- workers in the new light.
Divine became a ceaseless campaigner for down to earth women specially, she wanted to be a real symbol of advocacy for uplifting the life of sex- workers.
In due course of time ‘Twin girls were rescued and brought back to the hostel that was a great victory of Divine.
She established door to door contacts with the community and convinced them for leaving this age old dirty profession. Her health care and schooling programs for the children of prostitutes got deeper and deeper .Divine also travelled all over country to gather support for her campaign .She spoke in strong outright voice. The community women swelled around the area of Sindry .The place became the living symbol of change. This message’ of change spread loud and fast across the country like wild fire.
But…when Divine became a hurdle in the way to those who still wanted to run the show in their interest, those brokers and agents and promoters of ‘child prostitution’ who opposed the permanent settlement of Divine’s organization, who did not want the home for the children’s of sex-workers, joined hands again and in opportune time attacked her in the mid-night time..She was abused and the opponents forced her to abandon her project immediately…She was alone that night but she opposed the anti-social elements sternly. The reaction came in the form of physical beating and molestation
Divine slumped to the ground while her opponents continued to beat her from boots, iron bars and hockey sticks. Blood came out of her head …in due course of time she was rushed to the nearby Kishangirh Hospital…Hysteria and panic set in. She remained in comma for seven days but then she came out safe from the clutches of death.
But after that event she became a national leader and became renowned in the field of ‘Women empowerment’


54/FALSE NOTIONS
Anand's involvements and adventures made it crystal clear that nothing is fair in love... except the love itself…and he also knew, the coming of Shaheen, Sonal and Divine in his life was the bolt from the blue breaking all kind of barriers of morality in him...the evil of serpent was moving in his veins. in all the directions...from his body it came out and was visible on the five hundred years old fort of his city...it was seen one day on the bench of public –park...in cinema screen, the worst part that it appeared at his worshiping place also...the beauty of this snake was it’s harmless nature... at least it kept him breathing...no poison…but…and this but was his problem of the exciting post facto affects of his love- games.
Anand was too much after his material self, although his indirect association with his Guru was bringing him on the track.But he had to pass through some ‘Karmic phase of life’ Liberation was not a one day’s job.Putting up new clothes on body, giving up old ones and his soul similarly accepting new material body had to take its time…only the mystic touch of his Guru could arrange time and place for such arrangement…Presently he was facing problems of different types.
His thirty years old relation with wife Bhairvi, unnecessary turned soar and she became a roiling mass of hatred and despair and felt hostile to-ward him. Within last few days her behaviour changed. His mere meeting with Shaeen had sown the seeds of suspicion inher mind and it seemed she was not prepared to change .Anand also knew that her better hear was too much in touch with the sorcerer which he never liked but being liberal he allowewd her to do whatever she liked to do in her pastime.
She too was becoming hysterical… aggressive and unworthy of her past life. She was tormented by mere one or two meeting of Anand with Shaheen that came to her knowledge and developed suspicion that her husband was still having affair with his old friend and trying hard that she comes back to India after the death of – Ahsas who was Anand’s own illegitimate child.
Anand was unable to face Bhairvi. To recall affairs of Shaheen was a painful experience for both of them…And only god knows from where she heard that they exchanged kiss while departing that late evening when her husband and Shaheen met again in the ministry.Someone perhaps mis-led her or it was absolutely her own fantasy or expression of abnormal behaviour.
Anand’s reassurance unsettled her more. She told him bluntly she was no more interested to know how many more if and buts are still pending in their new game of “old age love”!
It was intolerable for Anand… but he was silent! Anand unfortunately also read one incomplete Suicide note, which they both torn and that day finally decided that nothing of this sort will take place in Bhairvi’s life… Actually he also thought of taking her to south her own state… Kerala the city of Gods to which she happily agreed also.
But it so seemed she suddenly became obsessed with his past love with Shaheen.
It was very late hour of the day that Shaheen suddenly appeared in his chamber in the Home Ministry in the third day of his taking charge as minister. She brought with her a small bag of shining deep blue colour made up of and just keeping that bag in his hand, she told Anand- “please keep this belated gift from your old lover for your loving bride… I hope you will accept it as a friendly gesture…”!
What is in it… isn’t it very late and not the proper time and place for such a gift… asked Anand…
You know I was never formal from the first day when I replied your blank paper in school time and I am still the same Shaheen for you… you may take it or not… to me this is but a reality and what I have given you is not for you but for Bhabhi… Shaheen wanted to continue with his sentiments but was interrupted by Anand… “I think when we met in Jaipur at the time of cricket match perhaps that could be the right occasion for such a gift…!”
No, I was a diplomatic guest of your country at that time. And it would be a breach of relations. She told Anand.
And now you feel I am not going to reach the same relations, since I am sitting here as Home Minster… Anand countered her.
Ok, I loose you win… now please keep it which is from my heart.
Anand opened the bag which was scented by very high quality of jasmine flower and the timeless Jaipur Kundan (earring), Hyderabadi Peals (Kangan) and Mumbai Diamonds (Necklace) were glittering in the soft transparent red paper in the box.
They are very precious… Anand uttered these words in a very soft tone.
Not more precious that our relation…
And that was a very brief dialogue with sweet memories they left each other… Before that Anand wanted to know if she needs his car for use. She replied in negation but with thanks. They departed.
Anand was not very much comfortable with the gift and her sentiments, which she was still not in a position to part with. He also thought of not disclosing this meeting to Bhairvi who was now her only life and he never wanted to see beyond her.
When Anand reached home he saw his wife not in good mood. Her face was not normal but pale and her eyes red with weeping.
“Are you alright, Bhairvi?” he asked. Is there anything wrong? “What’s the matter?”
“For God’s sake, please don’t speak, why you got late? Did you meet Shaheen in the office today… you never cared to even answer my phone calls… did you not receive my message? I know you still hide things from me… I believe you are a cheat and it was beyond the imagination of Anand to see Bhairvi in this state of affairs… it never happened before… was it a jealousy of Bhairvi that she could not even hear the word Shaheen in her life… It was really an awful situation....”
“Just wait… pleased wait… Please smile for me for a minute… Bhairvi I still love you… I love you” Anand muttered, but his words were ineffective and hollow…
There was a long silence between them…
Anand followed his Bhairvi, listening to what she told him, but she was too much unfriendly and agitated, to understand her word was a difficult task he left all this as it was.
The gift was still in his mind and it was also not good of Shaheen that she spoke about their meeting to Bhairvi the same night after leaving him at the lounge of Shastri Bhavan… and more troubling fact in the mind of Anand was the gift