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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Kamal, in what country are females destroyed at birth?" Kamal understanding her thought, replied "What does it matter in what country it happens? it is according to destiny." "Whose destiny could be better than mine was? Who so fortunate as myself? Who ever had such a husband? Beauty, wealth, these are small matters; but in virtues, whose husband equals mine?
At dawn she went to Surja Mukhi's room in search of her; Surja Mukhi was not there, but upon the undisturbed bed there lay a letter. At the sight of it Kamal became dizzy; she could not read it. Without doing so she understood all, understood that Surja Mukhi had fled. She had no desire to read the letter, but crushed it in her hand.
Early the next morning Hira related to Surja Mukhi all that she had heard from Debendra his three years' passion, and his present attempt to play the lover to Kunda Nandini in the disguise of a Boisnavi. Then Surja Mukhi's blue eyes grew inflamed with anger, the crimson veins on her temples stood out. Kamal also heard it all. Surja Mukhi sent for Kunda Nandini, and when she came said to her
"Come, Satish," was Kamal's reply; "we two will go and weep." At the sound of his mother's voice Satish ceased to gnaw the pencil, and raised another shout of joyous laughter. So Kamal's cry did not come off this time; in place of it the kissing performance was gone through as before. At its close Kamal said, "Now what are your orders?"
Kamal felt that Kunda did not comprehend what was for her own peace. On this occasion, Haridasi Boisnavi entering, sang "I went into the thorny forest to pluck a soiled flower Yes, my friend, a soiled flower; I wore it twined about my head, I hung it in my ears Friends, a soiled flower." This day Surja Mukhi was present. She sent to call Kamal to hear the singing.
He went up to him and kissed his hands, and Ala al-Din having asked him what he wanted, he answered, "My master saluteth thee and craveth thy company to a banquet at his place." Quoth the youth, "Not till I consult my father Kamal al-Din, the captain of the caravan."
Why should he love me? Yet why should Kamal try to flatter me? Who knows? But I will not die; I will think of that. Though it is false I will ponder over it; I will think that true which is false. But I cannot go to Calcutta; I should not see him. I cannot, cannot go; yet if not, what shall I do?
When Kunda saw Kamal Mani she thought that once more a star had risen in the sky. Since the flight of Surja Mukhi, Kamal's anger against Kunda had been inflexible; she had always refused to see her. But now, at the sight of Kunda's emaciated figure, Kamal's anger departed.
Surja Mukhi saw all this from a distance, and when the two showed signs of being deep in conversation she called Kamal and pointed them out to her. Kamal said: "What of that? they are only talking. She is a woman, not a man." "Who knows?" said Surja. "I think it is a man in disguise; but I will soon find out. How wicked Kunda must be!"
Hurriedly Kamal Mani entered the women's apartments; she even forgot Satish Babu, who remained lingering behind. Indistinctly, and dreading the answer, she asked the servants "Where is Surja Mukhi?" She feared lest they should say the marriage was accomplished, or that Surja Mukhi was dead. The women replied that their mistress was in her bed-room. Kamal Mani darted thither.
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