Haveli ki unchi chhat par poonam ki raat ka nasha chhaya hua tha. 1970 ki wo thandi hawa Savitri ke jism ko chhoo kar guzar rahi thi, par uske dil mein Digvijay ke junoon ka khauf aur nasha dono tha. Chhat ke charon taraf sang-e-marmar ki jaaliyan lagi thi, jinse chaandni chhan kar farsh par khoobsurat naqsh bana rahi thi.
Thakur Digvijay Singh chhat par lage ek bhari saagwan ke takht par baitha tha. Uske ek hath mein purani sharab ka glass tha aur dusre mein ek mota cigar. Savitri dheere-dheere chhat par aayi, usne ek sunehri sitaron wali kali sadi pehni thi jo raat ki roshni mein chamak rahi thi.
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