Ladies gathered around three women who stood like goddesses between them.  They had no idea what business these three Maharani have among poor people like them.  People of Asanda did hear about new NGO where women of different sectors are allowed to work and learn new things for livelihood. But no one understood why Maharani had to travel from Jodhpur till here. Moreover, how can every women can work where caste plays an important role. One wouldn't want to join hands with a women who is not equal to their caste and religion.

"Khamma Ghani." Srida joined her hands and welcomed the people of Asanda village. Radha and Sevya stood behind her, letting their younger sister deal the way she always did. Having an experience with people where she worked as head of NGO in college. Both ladies knew it is not their expertise. If needed they were ready to support Srida.

" We are here to let you all know that it's our privilege if you , I mean women of this village could join the institute we have created to help our society. You will be given training in different craftsmanship, encouragement for setting up small scale industry and a stipend too. You kids will be given free education until 10th class. Which was an initiative taken up by brothers and husband. " She spoke with a smile.

" But memsaab, we are earning. Our kids are getting free education from government schemes. We don't need you and your institute to take away our women from their designated work . " Someone spoke.

" They have good craftsmanship, they help us in giving new ideas. I don't see any need for my woman to travel so much everyday." Someother raised their voice making Srida frown.

People started talking among themselves making Srida frown at her own approach.

" Khamma Ghani, I am Radha Toshniwal wife of Rayaan Toshniwal.  Elder daughter of Toshniwal household. You might have heard about me?." Radha spoke with an authority. She knew using her position will fetch their concentration . Srida stepped back understanding she needs to learn to deal with stubborn people.

" We are here to encourage you all not to break your households. Your kids do get free education but are they learning anything? Do you have proper teachers? Does government listen to your woes? No.  Government do provide you with everything they can but for you to get good quality education they can take help of providers like us. Our Sasur ji Pratap Toshniwal founded this institution as an opportunity for villages like you to develop." She spoke.

" Moreover, when government sees how progressive you all are, they will concentrate on providing you with better facilities. Till then you are more then welcome to join our institute,  enchance your knowledge and give yourself a chance to see your future generations in better position." This time Sevya spoke smiling at Radha.

"This programme has been planned with help of government.  Once we see success in it,  we will recommend government to take special care of you all. It's not only this village. We wish every village in and around Jodhpur to get involved in this. Your decision will pave way for other people too. Please do consider us." Srida spoke .

Everyone looked at them.  With elegant looks and simple cotton clothing under this scorching heat . These three ladies had pleasant smile and a determination to get their worked done. Village sarpanch offered them chach( buttermilk) in a mud cup which was moulded beautifully. Looking at it they enquired if it was done by a  women as it had carvings of a women with water pot on her waist and a child clinging to her. Such a detailed description can only be given by a women who faces regular problems as men go out to work. With a confirmation that one of workers wife gave this design as an idea they smiled knowing they have come to right place in search of art.

" Can I have one more glass?." Sevya asked as she felt extremely thirsty. Everyone smiled looking at innocent request of her. She being a maharani was requesting a villager who should be happy to even look at her. But the attitude and approach of these three made the villagers trust in their ideologies. 

" This is for you. " a small girl with a calf came to her. Presenting little calf as a gift. Radha looked at her with bewilderment.

" Where is its mother?." Srida questioned.  Everyone whispered among themselves.

" She expired a week ago as there was no water in our village.  Heat stroke killed her. Now I don't want my calf to die. You take it.  Make her happy." Little girl spoke while others gasped at her straight forwardenss.

Srida immediately got up along with Sevya and walked around village to see how they are living. Understanding water shortage was frequently observed by the village they made a note to talk with government officials as well as their husband's to find a solution.  MLA and other politicians only visit these areas during rally and village as small as this  often grt missed for any kind of enhancement.

" We are sorry to trouble you with our problems. " Sarpanch said looking scared. Radha smiled at him kindly feeding water to calf who was happy to sit in her lap.

" We mere middlemen who are privileged to make government officials listen to your problems. I still haven't solved it. Please don't feel scared or apologize. Every human is entitled to have good food water and air." Radha spoke making them smile. She thought if one village is having this problem. What about others? When they can't afford water to drink , how can Toshniwal family be selfish and force women to join their institute.  First these problems should be addressed for men to send their women without her worrying about basic needs.

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Keyur stood by the window looking down at his wife who came directly from Asanda village to brief about their trip. He saw his bhabi entering Rayaans chamber whereas Adwait left home with Srida. If looks could kill someone , he would gladly kill men who are staring at her in awe as she handed over some papers to them. Walking back to her car, Sevya paused and looked up to her husband gawking at her. 

Keyur saw her flushed cheeks , he wanted to greet her in a way she won't expect. Motioning his fingers to come up,  he left from there. Sevya with hurried steps reached their cabin, as she had to visit government officials to ask about list of villages they had to look further.

"Hmmp!." Sevya was pushed against the door as soon as she opened it . Keyur smiled like a child looking at her this close.

" What have you gathered?." He asked her. Caging her between his arms and door.

Can't he allow me to sit atleast?.

" We found that women empowerment program will not succeed if ignore elephant in the room." She said looking at him.  He smiled hearing her voice.

"Hmmuh". Keyur hummed looking at her . Sevya felt comfortable yet uncomfortable kinda of feeling. It is like he is undressing her with his eyes and remembering each and every part of her naked body.

"Me and bhabi decided to look into the amount of fund released for betterment of villages around us." She gained his attention back which was solely on her lips and collar bone. Keyur hummed again listening to her but his mind flew far away places.

" I am tired." She said at last making Keyur frown. Within a minute he locked his door, took her to his chair and made Sevya sit on his lap enclosing his arms around her. Cool air hit her back and she moaned lowly experiencing some relief after standing in scorching heat.

Clutching her against him,  he made sevya look at him.

"So where was I?." Sevya continued wiping her sweat.

" There, between my arms. Now here." Keyur replied making her blush.

" You are not listening to me!." She whined frustrated with all the work.  He still bore his eyes on to her lips and collarbone.

" I will go meet government officials now whereas Radha bhabi will sit and discuss financial support we can provide with bhai. Srida-" She couldn't complete her sentence as Keyur dived on to her collarbone nibbling skin over there.

" Can you be any more beautiful than you already are? With this level of brains, one can never look at your beauty , love." Keyur said kissing his wife in a rough manner. Sevya being an innocent one, couldn't understand if he gave compliment or taunted her brains or does he think of her as only a symbol of beauty.

Leaving her lips alone, he was satisfied with the way they are swollen and red .

" Your brains outdoes your beauty Sevya, I am confused now, people get attracted to your beauty or brains or both? Whatever it is, I don't like the way they look at you. " keyur announced pecking her nose.

"I-.." She tried to say more but he held her waist too tight almost asking his wife to shut up. 

" Its been so long.  I want to taste you. " He said making her blush.

" Patience. Off you go now." He left her . Getting up from his lap, Sevya adjusted her kurti. She felt like an employee making out with her boss secretly. 

"Sevya, not long baby. Tonight I would like you for my dinner." Keyur warned winking at her.

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