Puro
and Rashid bid farewell to Trilok, Ramchand and Lajjo. Puro fell for Rashid’s
good-naturedness and especially the act of mingling with the crowd to let her
decide her way forward without hesitation. She decided to stand by him through
the lifetime. They went home with new found respect and love for each other.
She forgave him for his misdeeds and they lived comforting and supporting each
other throughout their lives.
Trilok
was happy on finding Puro alive but it was shortlived as he would never see her
again. On returning home, he held his parents responsible for whatever happened
with Puro and their family. He never gave up on her and constantly wrote
letters to her about his life and she reciprocated with equal warmth. As time
flew, Puro bore two children and Trilok sent his blessings. Lajjo survived but
was suffered from the trauma for years thereafter. She was truly indebted to
Puro for saving her and reuniting her with her family. She missed her parents
and prayed to know their whereabouts and survival.
Puro’s
parents were forlorn because they lost Puro and consequently Trilok and Lajjo
too. They learn the about Puro and her courageous, selfless act from Lajjo and
broke down. Puro’s mother spent rest of her life mourning her loss while her father
suffered extreme guilt. Trilok, over the years became a successful lawyer and preferred
to move to London with Lajjo. The sight of his parents always reminded him of
Puro.
Ramchand
remained a bachelor. He still loved Puro and wrote poems of yearning and loss.
His futile search for his parents was unending. He left for Delhi in an attempt
to escape the darkness in his life—he had lost both his parents, the family
home in Lahore and Puro. His poems and writings brought him immense fame and he
was one of the most renowned writers of his time. He wrote letters and couplets
addressed to Puro but never gathered the courage to post the letters, partly
because of the fact that he wanted to forget her.
One
day Ramchand came across an old acquaintance from Lahore in Delhi. This brought
his world crashing on him. He learned that his father was out in the market
that fateful day when their family lost everything. As he was hurrying home to
avoid the marauding mob, a stampede broke out in which he fainted. On regaining
consciousness, he tried to go back home but he had to hide until the arsonists
were gone. He bled profusely but managed to reach his house only to find it
empty. He was stabbed to death just as he left his home in search of his
family.
Ramchand’s
mother, on the other hand, was transported from one camp to another, in search
of her son and husband. She arrived at a refugee camp in Punjab, only to
witness the injured and dead people and victims of rape and assaults. She had
herself been abducted by the miscreants and had suffered the same fate while
being locked in a room. She was undernourished as she was given not more than a
single roti a day. She could not survive long thereafter.
The
poetry written by Ramchand then, dripped of personal pain and loss.
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