Chapter 3: chapter 3

The setting sun was scattered all over the farm in a village near Amritsar. As if someone has painted the crops of the fields with golden colour. Slow waves of wind were blowing, the crop was waving with the gusts of that wind, as if a girl had waved at her chunari crops. There was a faint scent of soil all around. The whole atmosphere resounded with the chirping of birds, the sweet speech of cuckoos and the chirping of peacocks. As if the clouds got wings, they were flying in the air. Gradually the whole sky was painted red, as if a painter had painted the whole canvas red. Nature must have spread its smile, it was such a pleasant weather.In such pleasant weather, a girl was sitting on the roof of her farmhouse admiring this nature. The weather was pleasant but the light on her face was absolutely blown away.This farm house belonged to Gurucharan Singh Kaur, Sarpanch and landlord of the village. His wife Simran was sitting on the roof, sometimes towards nature, sometimes smiling at her 4-year-old son Ranveer. Her mother-in-law and father-in-law were playing games with her son while sitting on a cot in the courtyard. Simran was getting great pleasure to see her son playing like this.Simran and Gurucharan Singh had been married for 5 years, as if only yesterday, Simran, who lives in a village near Chandigarh, had gone to Mumbai to study hotel management in a college. Simran had a dream to open her small dhaba in Chandigarh after finishing her studies but after finished her studies, her parents arranged her marriage with Gurucharan Singh, a landlord of a village near Amritsar.Gurucharan was tall, hilly, young like a wrestler. His family was financially happy and prosperous. His family has a great reputation in the village. The nature of Gurucharan's parents was also very kind, loving and religious. The situation of Simran's parents was very simple that is why when the relationship of landlord Gurucharan came for Simran, then Simran's parents handed over their daughter to Gurucharan without caring about her dreams. They hoped that Simran would be very happy there but where there is no feeling of love, there is no familiarity, there is no difference even with landed property.Gurucharan's nature was very stubborn and aggressive. If he was determined about something, then he would stick to it. Being the Sarpanch of the village, he considered the whole village as his manor. He was full of ego and arrogance so his treatment of Simran was like a dictator. When he used to come at night after drinking alcohol, he used to quarrel with Simran and sometimes he would even raise his hand. If his parents explained to him, he would also quarrel with him.Whenever Simran would tell Gurucharan about her cooking hobby, Gurucharan's ego would come in the middle. He used to get angry at Simran and sometimes even made fun of Simran. He believed that women should take care of the house and children. He did not care about Simran's feelings, on the contrary, he kept trying to humiliate Simran in front of everyone.Simran did not like this behaviour of Gurucharan at all but she was shocked thinking about her child. Simran's mother-in-law and father-in-law were very good, they took care of Simran like their daughter, they did not allow her to feel the lack of anything, but when the love of the husband is not found, the rest of the things are meaningless.Simran also took care of her mother-in-law and father-in-law just like her parents. Simran loved cooking so she cookes very good food daily. Every day she would make her family happy by making new dishes. The praise of her meal was also done by her family, her relatives and the people of her village. Guests used to come to eat her hand-made food. Simran also took care of them with all her heart and tried to keep everyone happy.Slowly evening falls, Simran looks at the farm paths away from the roof, Gurucharan is seen coming at home with his tractor, she immediately comes down from the roof and gets ready to make feeds for her family.To Be Continued….