She was a girl, who had dreams, lot of dreams. When
talking about her dreams, past tense suits the best. A girl with lot of love
and passion. And that was very clear in her bright charming kajal defined eyes.
Very talkative and a fun girl she was. Mostly like a butterfly giving and
spreading joy. There were hardly anyone who hated her.
Everyone thought, only the best will come for her. Everyone
assured the same, throughout. Rest of the story reveals the truth though..
She was very romantic and a delicate girl. Like every other girl
in twenties, she too dreamed a lot about her prince charming. She dreamed of
long walks in the beach holding hands and watching sun kiss the beautiful
ocean. She dreamed of never ending talks deep enough to understand each other's
soul. She dreamed of never ending kisses till the last wick of the last candle
submerged in that paraffin liquid. She dreamt of a family who considers her as
their own daughter and not as the wife of their son. She dreamt of kids, a lot
of them running around in their garden. Her dreams were never ending and they
were never chained.
When at last he came, that turned out to be a prince of
disaster. She never realised that, coz she was busy loving him for what he was.
But nothing was good enough for him. He took away all that she had from her.
Her charm, her smile, her love, her nonstop talks,her beauty and everything
that was hers, was taken away by that man who was wicked and cunning.He
tortured her for nothing but his pleasure. Her cries and her pain made him more
happy than her smile.Every inch of her body was tortured for his physical and
sexual pleasure leaving her with blood and stains..
She never complained to anyone. She was still not able to
remember hurting even an ant for pleasure. And still she was questioning her
self, what has she done to go through all this pain. She still stayed as his
loyal dog not telling about her plight to anyone.
Everyone thought that she lived 'happily ever after', after her
marriage. She too never thought that, happily ever after was just a myth. But
her life proved that there was no happily ever after.
Three months was all that she could bear him. But she and
everyone else who knows her story now, know it very well that, even though it
was just 3 months in calendar, it was a whole 30 year trial that she has gone
through with him.
She kept mum for everything except one thing. It happened when
she got pregnant with her first kid from him. When he got to know that she was
pregnant, he asked her to give him money for paying off his debts with one of
his so called business partner, with whom he occasionally sleeps. She never was
left with anymore money, as everything was looted by him and his family. When
he realised that she don't have anymore money, he told her to kill their kid
and demanded divorce. That came as a shock for her. She never could understand
how he could ever tell something like that about their first kid. It’s then she
realized, it's high time she tell her parents.
Then she told the whole story to her parents from the start and
they heard it with tears rolling down their cheeks and they promised her that, they
will never ever let him touch her. Their warmth and love was the only thing
that kept her going forward after that. She realized other than her dad and
brother, she can trust no other man. She will have no other man in life. For
her, all men are same except for two men in her life. She hated everymen. She
hated love, romance, smile, kiss everything. Everything that was once dear to
her became her worst nightmare ever. She never wanted a man in her life, coz of
the scars her marriage has left on her.
She was devastated. She was worried about her unborn baby and
her failed marriage. She went into depression soon after. She ate only to keep
the baby fine. She never cried in front of her parents. When with them, she
strongly made them believe that she was fine. She gave them courage that she
will be fine. But when she got back to her room, she cried her heart out. And
spoke to her unborn baby. She loved her kid. She sang for the kid, she told
stories and she told how much fun they will have in future together. She lived
for the kid in her womb.
But one day, when her mom came to room, she was shocked. Her bed
was covered in blood and she was unconscious. She was rushed to the nearest
hospital. There she was taken to labour room. And she woke up hours after and realized
she lost her baby and she could never stop crying.
All the pain she went through was for nothing. She lost the only
thing that made her move on in life. She was more depressed than ever. She
never smiled after that. Her tears also dried up. She dint cry to let out the
pain. She never talked much after that. Nothing she did after that in
fact. She just lived like a log.
Inorder to change her from this depression, her parents made her
join her forever dream, "Ph.D". The first one year, she never talked much,
smiled, or laughed. She talked to all. All were her friends and she was a friend
to all. But she was changing day by day after that. She was definitely a
survivor, who was recovering from depression by her own, without even letting
others know.
Mending a broken wing will never make it the same, but still
it's worth it...
