Incest The Game of Sasur Bahu

[maitripatel]

"The Almighty works in mysterious ways, Jabbar Sahib. First, He kindles a desire for something in a human heart; then, just when a person has toiled and struggled to become worthy of attaining it, He wipes that very thing out of existence. For the past twenty-six years, I have been working toward a single objective—and today, when I finally arrived to fulfill it..."

 
"So? What happened, Sodhi Sahib?"
 
"Never mind. You’re from Rajpura, aren't you?"
 
"Yes." Written by Maitri.
 
"Then what I’m about to say might offend you."
 
"Why?"
 
"Because the family I’m referring to is worshipped like gods in your village."
 
"Are you talking about the Rajkul family?"
 
"Yes, indeed. Rajkul! The very family that completely altered the course of my life."
 
"Sodhi Sahib, believe me—the hatred you harbor in your heart for that family pales in comparison to the hatred burning within my own chest."
 
"What?"
 
"Yes, it’s true, Sodhi Sahib. And if you deem me trustworthy enough to share your pain with, I can still offer you a way to exact your revenge upon that family."
 
"Very well, Jabbar Sahib. It’s not exactly a deep, dark secret anyway. I first came to Rajpura twenty-six years ago. I hail from a very impoverished family. After completing my studies at the polytechnic, I secured a job at the Rajkul Sugar Mill. For accommodation, I rented a room in the village—in the home of an army soldier. The soldier rarely visited home; only his wife lived there permanently. She was breathtakingly beautiful. I was a young man back then, and she, too, was yearning for the physical intimacy of a man. Before long, a relationship developed between us." "It started merely as a way to quench the fire of our bodies, but soon, we came to love each other with heart and soul." He drained his glass. Wrote for you by Maitri.
 
"...As the saying goes, love and perfume cannot be hidden. News of our romance eventually spread, and when the soldier returned, he raised a massive ruckus. His wife wanted to leave with me, and I, too, was ready to take her away. But for the soldier, it was a matter of honor; he went straight to King Yashveer’s father—King Suryapratap—to lodge a complaint, and the King issued his decree. I was fired from my job and cast out of the village. Not only that, but I was branded a vagrant, and consequently, I couldn't find work anywhere else."
 
"For months, I wandered aimlessly, until someone finally helped me secure a job in Jamaica. Once there, I dedicated myself to strengthening every aspect of my being, with a singular purpose: I intended to make Suryapratap’s son, Yashveer, pay for his father’s misdeeds. However, upon my return, I discovered that he had been killed in a car accident."
 
"Now, tell me—what is your plan?"
 
"Sodhi Sahib, why don't you simply buy the Royal Family's mills? You provide the capital, and I will manage the operations here. We can form a partnership, and you will receive your share of the profits every single month. For me, the mere fact that the King's mills are now in my hands will be source of deep satisfaction."
 
"But are the mills actually for sale?"
 
"If they aren't now, they soon will be. You leave that part to me."
 
"Jabbar Bhai, you still haven't told me your story." Presented byMAitri.
 
"I will, Sodhi Sahib—I most certainly will—just let the right moment arrive. You have chosen to confide your secrets in me, and I, in turn, will honor my promise to you."
 
"Very well. I place my trust in you as well." The two men shook hands.
 
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