19-05-2022, 04:00 PM
"I am not saying you are lying. I will tell you what the reality probably was. He would go over to use the phone. She must have been a nice lady. Let him use the phone. Maybe a call lasted longer than usual. And you say she was a gorgeous young lady. I know how these guys are and what their fantasies are like. Tongues must have started wagging. And that guy must have lied about it to inflate his reputation. And there you have it. A rumor that keeps getting repeated."
"It wasn't a rumor. It was true." Bhola insistently said.
"How do you know?"
"I saw it, okay?" he loudly said. And then bit his tongue.
"You saw it? Yeah, right" Neel picked up the questioning. "What did you see? Tell us."
Suddenly Bhola seemed very uncomfortable.*
"No....I shouldn't. I gave my word never to speak of it."
"Come on, Bhola. You can't tease us like this." Anuj piped up.
"Yes, come on." I added my voice, not wanting to seem the odd one out.*
Plus I did want to hear his side of the story. So far, everything I knew of what happened was what Purva told me. I wondered if someone else saw things differently. And maybe I would learn something new. It reminded me a little of Rashomon.*
Everyone goaded him to speak. But he kept shaking his head.
"It doesn't feel right, saab. I gave my word. And she was a nice lady. I don't want to destroy her reputation."
"Destroy her reputation?" Ajay scoffed. "We don't even know the woman."
"He might." he gestured at me. "He lived in the same colony. Maybe he knows her. And he knows her husband. What if he tells him?"
"I promise I won't." I said. Then I thought of an idea. "Okay, how about this. Don't tell us her name. That way I won't know who she is."
"But you still know where she lived."
"Believe me, Bhola. I give you my word."
"I also gave someone my word."
It continued this was for a while, until we plied him with more booze and cajoled him. Finally he relented.
"Okay listen." he was sounding quite drunk by now. "Initially even I thought the rumors were just rumors. That he was making stuff up. I saw him going over for longer and longer with his nephew Rasul. I had seen the lady myself. Very simple, nice housewife and mother. Even I thought that maybe she was just not nasty enough to kick them out. And they are just telling tall tales out of that. But then he started taking some other guys over. And those guys also said the same thing."
"What thing?"
"That the chaste simple memsaab we see saying goodbye to her husband and seeing off her son to the college bus is just a facade. That she is a totally kinky slut. And she is completely in Sajid's palm. She would swear skimpy clothes and fool around with Sajid in front of them. And then Sajid would take her to the bedroom and close the door and spend a long time in there. And when they came out, she always looked extra happy and blushing."
"That is still just hearsay." Neel shrugged.
"Shhh...let him tell his story." Ajay said.
"Well, here's some actual fact. And I saw this with my own eyes." he said earnestly. "These guys started going there everyday. Spending a lot of time there. The rumors started. Then they stopped going. I heard that there had been some kind of fight or disagreement with her."
"More likely she lost her patience and kicked them out." Neel said.
"No, but that's the thing. A few days later, I was working near the compound wall. And the memsaab comes out. Except she is not wearing a sari or salwar kameez like she usually does. She is dressed almost like a college girl. Skirt, showing her legs. And a western top. She never used to come outside too much. That day she walked out, spent some time standing around, looking at the site. I think she was looking for Sajid and Rasul. But they were working on the other side of the building. She then went in. Came out again with a chair. Put it right next to our compound wall. Then came out with a cup of tea. And just sat there."
"Oh wow! A woman wearing a skirt and drinking tea in the compound! How scandalous!" Anuj said sarcastically.
"Wait, there's more. All of us were looking at her, admiring her beauty. She was a gorgeous lady. Soon word must have gotten around to Sajid. He came over, preening like a king. And I was very close by when he went up to talk to her. And I swear, she asked him to come by for a cup of tea. He said he was busy but would come later. And she looked so happy. Now tell me, if they were just going there for making phone calls and she was just a polite lady who let them stay.....why did she come out and invite him over? What does a young housewife need from an old laborer?"
"It wasn't a rumor. It was true." Bhola insistently said.
"How do you know?"
"I saw it, okay?" he loudly said. And then bit his tongue.
"You saw it? Yeah, right" Neel picked up the questioning. "What did you see? Tell us."
Suddenly Bhola seemed very uncomfortable.*
"No....I shouldn't. I gave my word never to speak of it."
"Come on, Bhola. You can't tease us like this." Anuj piped up.
"Yes, come on." I added my voice, not wanting to seem the odd one out.*
Plus I did want to hear his side of the story. So far, everything I knew of what happened was what Purva told me. I wondered if someone else saw things differently. And maybe I would learn something new. It reminded me a little of Rashomon.*
Everyone goaded him to speak. But he kept shaking his head.
"It doesn't feel right, saab. I gave my word. And she was a nice lady. I don't want to destroy her reputation."
"Destroy her reputation?" Ajay scoffed. "We don't even know the woman."
"He might." he gestured at me. "He lived in the same colony. Maybe he knows her. And he knows her husband. What if he tells him?"
"I promise I won't." I said. Then I thought of an idea. "Okay, how about this. Don't tell us her name. That way I won't know who she is."
"But you still know where she lived."
"Believe me, Bhola. I give you my word."
"I also gave someone my word."
It continued this was for a while, until we plied him with more booze and cajoled him. Finally he relented.
"Okay listen." he was sounding quite drunk by now. "Initially even I thought the rumors were just rumors. That he was making stuff up. I saw him going over for longer and longer with his nephew Rasul. I had seen the lady myself. Very simple, nice housewife and mother. Even I thought that maybe she was just not nasty enough to kick them out. And they are just telling tall tales out of that. But then he started taking some other guys over. And those guys also said the same thing."
"What thing?"
"That the chaste simple memsaab we see saying goodbye to her husband and seeing off her son to the college bus is just a facade. That she is a totally kinky slut. And she is completely in Sajid's palm. She would swear skimpy clothes and fool around with Sajid in front of them. And then Sajid would take her to the bedroom and close the door and spend a long time in there. And when they came out, she always looked extra happy and blushing."
"That is still just hearsay." Neel shrugged.
"Shhh...let him tell his story." Ajay said.
"Well, here's some actual fact. And I saw this with my own eyes." he said earnestly. "These guys started going there everyday. Spending a lot of time there. The rumors started. Then they stopped going. I heard that there had been some kind of fight or disagreement with her."
"More likely she lost her patience and kicked them out." Neel said.
"No, but that's the thing. A few days later, I was working near the compound wall. And the memsaab comes out. Except she is not wearing a sari or salwar kameez like she usually does. She is dressed almost like a college girl. Skirt, showing her legs. And a western top. She never used to come outside too much. That day she walked out, spent some time standing around, looking at the site. I think she was looking for Sajid and Rasul. But they were working on the other side of the building. She then went in. Came out again with a chair. Put it right next to our compound wall. Then came out with a cup of tea. And just sat there."
"Oh wow! A woman wearing a skirt and drinking tea in the compound! How scandalous!" Anuj said sarcastically.
"Wait, there's more. All of us were looking at her, admiring her beauty. She was a gorgeous lady. Soon word must have gotten around to Sajid. He came over, preening like a king. And I was very close by when he went up to talk to her. And I swear, she asked him to come by for a cup of tea. He said he was busy but would come later. And she looked so happy. Now tell me, if they were just going there for making phone calls and she was just a polite lady who let them stay.....why did she come out and invite him over? What does a young housewife need from an old laborer?"
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