Sunday, 26 July 2015

SHE KNEW HE WOULD HURT HER.

She lay unconscious on the floor, unaware that the devil was approaching her again. Then it hit her , with all the power he had  snatched away her morality and belief. He tore her clothes into pieces and raped her again. She did not protest this time she was too weakto . He took it all away, her credence, her sanity, her viscosity, her body and at most her soul. She was a blissful soul once, the monster took it all away. He broke all the barriers with her. He did not consider her a person; all he knew was that she was a body he had to use to fulfil his physical needs. After satisfying his organ, he said, ‘bitch, you are no fun now,’ and left.
She lay there bearing all the excruciating pain that she felt. It was nothing; the physical pain was nothing when she compared it with the pain in her soul. It felt as if someone had stabbed her heart. She was numb and yet so ferocious. She wanted to stand up and hit him yet her legs felt weak, she looked at herself in the mirror and remembered how beautiful she used to be.
She was from a town in Madhya Pradesh, beautiful and pure like dawn. As she grew, everyone started praising her beauty, many rich gags wanting to marry her. But her heart was reserved for one , he was a guy from her own town. She told this to her best friend who was envious of her but was very good at hiding it.She was very happy, her parents too were glad for her daughter. AS there little girl was going to be a women in a few days. She went to the biggest shop in the town to buy her wedding dress. Her bliss was visible on her face and the shimmer in her eyes said it all. She bought the most beautiful dress in the shop; it made her look like a princess. But destiny struck her, the guy she was going to marry left her, her best friend told the guy false stories about her. The guy doubted her character and left her. Her best friend ditched her. This news spread like forest fire in the whole town. The once beautiful girl, loved and adored by all was now a symbol of shame. She was boycotted as people believed her friends false stories. Her parents knew the truth they supported her in hard times. But she had lost all hopes of a bright future. Betrayal of her mate and friend hit her hard, she would cry for innumerable hours. But tears neither lessened nor healed her agony. There was only one way out now and that was killing herself. She could not bear the disrespect her name had brought to her parents, the taunts they had to hear because of her. Slitting her nerves, hanging herself from the fan, lying on the tracks of a train so that it would end her life, speculating the ideas to kill herself, she could not decide on one. Each one seemed same to her, or nothing, ending her pain was all she wanted.  But then fate it was, she thought, that a rich man from other town approached to marry her. Her parent’s happiness knew no boundaries, they agreed without any second thoughts. They wanted their daughter to have a normal life, and so in haste they did not scrutinize anything about the man.  She got married and her life turned into hell. He was a man In forties, double her age and was a wretch. She could never go back to her parents’ house , for she did not want to see the same pain on their face again.
‘Bring me food ‘she heard a loud voice. Once long time back she wanted to kill herself , for the fault of a guy , again she was having same thoughts. But why should she suffer; why the cruel society kill her, there was no fault of hers. Feeling a new zeal in her, she stood up, picked the knife in the kitchen, and stabbed the monster, not once or twice but multiple times. He died, she lived. 

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