Her husband had left for office, so finally she breathed a full breath, switched on FM and humming along with it, went to prepare a cup of tea for herself. This was the time of the day that she loved the most............this was her time. She would prepare a special cup of chai for her and sit on her favourite bucket cane chair reading newspaper.

She was reading newspaper and sipping chai as usual, when she struck upon the news on Page 6, "HONOUR KILLING", ..............."a father killed her own daughter", and all this because she loved someone from other caste. She could not control her emotions and time for Pakhi seemed to rewind in her mind.......................

It was her first day in college, very jubliant and proud on gaining above 90% in board exams, she had immense expectations from this new college. Even before attending her first day in college she had already made up her mind to put in her best and secure a rank here also.

She was totally over awed by the grand building, huge playground, and an open air theatre in this college. She instantly knew this was the place she always wanted to be in. In her anxiety to discover the new college, she forgot to find her classroom and it was almost time for assembly. Hurriedly, she asked a passing student, "XI A".........pat came the reply"This way". she entered her classroom, kept her bag on first seat and ran towards the assembly, the bell had already rung.

Principal warmly welcomed all the new students to college and told them about the high standards of college,some students were disinterested, but Pakhi did not miss even a word of it. Teacher thereafter asked to leave for respective classes and to sit quietly while they would attend a meeting.

When Pakhi entered in the classroom, she was aghast to see a boy sitting on the desk with his shoes on the seat where she had kept her bag...........where she was supposed to sit. "What a disaster!"............Without even thinking for a moment, she raged straight to the boy ........"Hello Mister, What the hell do you think you are doing? don't you have any manners, we are supposed to sit and study here and you have kept your dirty shoes here, get down immediately "..............the boy was a little taken aback and a little irritated, "Hello madam, lecture mat maroo", he got down and went away to extreme other corner of class. Pakhi kept on murmuring all bad words she knew, till the teacher entered.

So this was the first meeting of Pakhi and........................ Well knowing name was yet another episode. 

Pakhi the innocent, hard working, studious, upright girl that she was, never knew that this episode would be beginning of a new journey culminating one day in a mayhem called honour killing.



Fiction........to be continued