1970 ki ek suhani raat. Haveli ke baahar mashaalein jal rahi thi aur andar ka vatavaran chandan ki dhoop se mehka hua tha. Savitri apne bade se palang par baithi thi, laal resham ki bhari sadi mein lipti hui. Uska ghunghat itna lamba tha ki uske chehre ki ghabrahat chhupi hui thi.
Thakur Digvijay Singh ne kamre mein kadam rakha. Uske hath mein purani sharab ka ek glass tha. Usne darwaza band kiya aur uski bhari lakdi ki kundli chadhayi—woh awaz Savitri ke dil mein teer ki tarah chubhi.
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