[Author Talk---]
Before reading the chapter, a very important message.
The location and language used in this chapter is a specific one. You can search for it on Google.
I am from this specific place and I am also Bodo.
Also, this chapter will be a little short compared to others.
Thank you
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Date- 04/10/1970
Location- India, Assam
Exact Spot- Kokrajhar District, Civil Hospital
"Waaawaawa!".
Inside a room, a new born baby cried while doing what would be normal.
"It's a girl!, " Said the doctor while holding the newborn and cleaning her.
"She will be very pretty!, " Said a nurse next to the mother while wiping away the sweat on her forehead.
"Thank you so much!, " Said the mother, tears were visible on her red eyes while her hands trembled.
* * *
Right next in another room, the same thing happened. A baby was born but something was off about the situation.
"He is not crying?, " Asked the nurse beside the doctor. Nodding his head, the doctor thought.
"He is breathing, and is fine but isn't crying?, " Said the doctor, he cleaned the baby and then took him to his mother.
"Doctor!, " The mother was tired and had red eyes, she just went through a rough delivery.
"It's a boy, " Informed the doctor as he handed the baby to the mother while smiling.
"Why isn't he crying?, " Asked the mother while breastfeeding the baby. Wasn't it true that babies cry when they are born?
"Well, I didn't encounter any cases like him so I can't exactly say the reason. But he is different and special, " Said the doctor as he looked at the quiet baby with amazement.
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A year later___
In a big house, many people gathered and celebrated.
Two childhood best friends, Pushpa and Bidiyana. Both of them gave birth to their child on the same date, time and place.
A miracle amongst miracles.
A boy and a girl. Another thing to note, both of the children had a birthmark on their chest.
"They are destined to be together, " Said Somnath, father of the boy. Nodded Swrang, father of the girl.
Today is the day for their name to be given by their parents. It will be done in a very different way.
"Here are the pieces of paper, write your liking names and then the mothers of the children will pick one each, " Said the village chief, who was a well respected person in the village.
Everyone took a paper and wrote the names, be it the father, mother or the chief.
Two bowls were placed each in front of the boy and girl. Pushpa and Bidiyana came forward and picked one each.
"So let us reveal the names!, " Shouted Pushpa in joy while picking up the boy and kissing him.
"His name will be… Birkangwra Basumatary!".
The boy still did not know, he just stared at the surroundings and then stopped at the girl.
It was not the first time he saw and played together with her but every time it felt weird to him.
It was the same for the girl, she also felt weird around the boy but the energetic personality didn't care.
"And her name is… Janvi Basumatary!".
The girl laughed when her name was said which made everyone except Birkang laugh. (Short name for Birkangwra is Birkang)
"But why is her name so different from our 'Bodo' language?, " Asked Swrang, he didn't like the name because it sounded a little more Hindi then Bodo.
"Well, I like it! Get lost!, " Said Bidiyana, she put Janvi beside the sitting Birkang and started dancing with Pushpa.
While the celebration went on, the two babies were looking at each other in curiosity.
Janvi moved her tiny fingers and touched Birkang while Birkang held her finger and put it in his mouth.
"Ba?, " Making Sound which was not heard by anyone except Birkang, Janvi shoved another finger in Birkang's mouth.
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Both Birkang and Janvi attended the school together and their personalities were now becoming clear.
Janvi, an energetic and emotional girl with a very kind heart.
Birkang, a quiet and emotionless boy with a blank heart.
They soons became popular in the entire District because of their personalities.
It's been 15 years since their birth.
On The river side, a teenage boy and girl were naked sitting on the ground.
Birkang looked at the running water while Janvi looked at him.
It was normal for them to bathe together because it was already decided that they would get married.
"What happened?, " Asked Janvi, she placed her chin on Birkang's shoulder.
"Because we were born on the same day, same time and same hospital. Because of these marks on our body, we are trapped, " Said Birkang as he rubbed his chest while Janvi became sad.
The birth mark on their chest was like a stabbed wound that later became a scar.
"It's not it, I love you! Even if you are empty!, " Said Janvi, living with Birkang she came to know many secrets about him.
One of them was, he couldn't feel emotions which was the opposite to her.
"Hey! We will catch a cold if we stay like this!, " Said Janvi, she got up and jumped in the river which was till her waist.
"Hurry! Or I will tell dad that you tried to do naughty things to me!, " Said Janvi while moving her hands on her breast, which were not small in any case.
"It should be the opposite, " Muttered Birkang, he got up and walked slowly in the river but Janvi leaped on him.