Incest The Game of Sasur Bahu

[maitripatel]

"Okay, then I shall take my leave. I will introduce you to him tomorrow at this very time." Jabbar got into his car and drove away.

 
"Please forgive me, Uncle; I behaved very rudely toward you."
 
Mr. Seshadri was now even more astonished! "But... I did all of that merely to fool Jabbar." "Uncle, this man won't let us strike a deal with Mr. Sapru, and he doesn't understand the language of decency. So, we decided to answer him in his own language. Mr. Sapru himself will purchase our stake, and we will finalize this deal within the next four days. I have also asked him to keep this matter strictly to himself."
 
As they sat in the car, heading back to the office, she continued, "Regarding this deal, only our German partners, Mr. Sapru and his son, and the two of us are in the know. The deal itself will be concluded within the next four or five days, but the official announcement will be made the day after Dussehra."
 
"But what will you do about this Jabbar?"
 
"We will keep him distracted with negotiations until then. Once our deal is finalized, Mr. Sapru has assured us that he will handle him."
 
"I have to hand it to you, Rani Sahiba—your strategic thinking is truly impressive."
 
"Thank you, Uncle."

Jabbar arranged a meeting between Menaka and Sodhi, during which Menaka agreed to sell him her share. Jabbar’s joy knew no bounds. He was now impatiently awaiting the day when the mill's papers would finally land in his hands.

 
Meanwhile, Menaka quietly signed a deal with Mr. Sapru. According to this agreement, a formal announcement was to be made the day after Dussehra, following which Mr. Sapru would become the owner of the mills. Menaka also made the necessary amendments to her will.
 
And finally, the day of Dussehra arrived—the day Jabbar’s dream was set to come true. He had been sitting with a bottle open since early morning; now, as the clock struck 4 PM, he was completely intoxicated.
 
"Mr. Sodhi, had it not been for you, I would never have lived to see this day. Thank you, Sir!"
 
"Oh, Jabbar *bhai*, what is there to thank me for? You helped us, and we helped you. That’s all."
 
"No, Sir. You have bestowed a great kindness upon me today. It is only today that my mother's soul will finally find peace."
 
"I'm sorry, I don't understand."
 
"Mr. Sodhi, you once shared your story with me—how Raja changed the entire course of your life. Today, let me tell you my story."
 
"I must have been about 13 or 14 years old at the time. I lived in the city with my mother; my father was no longer in the picture. To my mother, I was her entire world; she was constantly consumed by worry for me. However, there was one thing that occasionally troubled me. As I grew older, I noticed a peculiar pattern: every Saturday, precisely at 5 PM, Mother would leave for somewhere and wouldn't return until 2 or 3 PM the following afternoon. Whenever I asked her about it, she would brush it off, claiming she went to the temple in a nearby village—and that it took her so long because the crowds there were immense." "...Mother used to leave me with the family of one of her friends, but for the past few months, I had been staying home alone; I was growing up now, and I no longer felt comfortable staying at someone else's house. That Saturday, too, Mother left as evening fell. I was just sitting idly at home when a friend of mine dropped by and asked me to go to the market with him. Since Mother wouldn't be back until the next day anyway, I decided to go along with him."


That's it for the day.



JAY BHARAT from Maitri.