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.
