"I can see my face clearly in the drizzled glass of my window. I have changed a lot since I left my home. Was it a destiny? I am not sure. People do believe in heaven and hell. I have seen both of them just in 22 years of my life" (Knocking on the door) "Should I again go for it?"
Few years back..
"Mom..I don't want to eat this thing.." I said. She scolded me again and I was forced to eat. "When will dad reach today" I asked again, slipping a big morsel of my diet to stuffy (my dog). "I just called him and he is on the way.." Mom said. I heard the sound of horn and left the dining table to open the door. Mom scolded me again and asked me to have my lunch. She opened the door. "Where's my doll?" Dad asked for me. "Here..eating delicious food (sarcastically)" I said. "Happy B'day bachey" He wished and hugged me. I was very happy. (Door Bell rang again) "It's Bhaiyaa" I shouted and opened the door again. "Happy B'day to you.." He sung and handed me a big gift box. "What's inside it?" I asked with a surprise. "See it yourself" He said. I opened it and it was a beautiful dress.
Dad called everyone and said "Get ready..We all are going out". It was a wonderful day.
Next Day, I hugged my mom and left for my college. I missed my college bus, so I hired a taxi as I was getting very late. One the way, driver stopped the taxi and offered a ride to another man. I asked him not to allow that person in but he said that the stranger was his nephew. I don't know what happened on the way but when I opened my eyes, I was not in college, not at my home, not at hospital. It was a dark smelly room with no windows and a single door.
I was terrified like anything. I screamed, I bang the door, did every possible thing for help but no one heard me. A man came in, threw some food over the table and then locked the door from outside again. It was clear to me that I was kidnapped.
Day passed. I was still afraid. It was a same routine. One day, the same man came in, I shouted to let me go. But he just ignored me and went out. I was confused. I had no idea, why they have kidnapped me. I was thinking my dad will come and will take me away. But, no one came, no one.
One day, another man came in and asked me to leave that place with him. "Am I going home?" I asked. "No, mine" He said and left the room. I denied. The regular man, who used to give me food, came in and tortured me to leave the place with the former man. I had no choice. I left the place and adjusted myself in a taxi with him. The taxi was kept on running for more than 3-4 hours continuously. I collected myself and asked that where we were heading. He kept silent. I asked about the place where I was, he kept his silence again. The taxi stopped. He motioned me to enter into a house with many number of windows, lighting and all the doors, red on color. I had no idea, where I was. A woman came out, handed over two bundles of bills to the man and asked me to go into the house. Man left with his taxi. Now, I knew where I was. I yelled and tried to run away. But I failed again.
I refused to eat and drink. They tortured me day and night. I was so terrified that I could'nt even sleep for several nights. One dark night, a man came into my room. He said I have paid for you and I can do whatever I want. He spoiled me that night. I cried, I screamed, I weeped. No one came for me. "where are you dad?, where are you bhaiya?, where are you mom? why are you not listening to me? why are you not stopping everything happening to me? why?" No one was there to answer my questions.
Nights passed and I was continuously forced to kill my soul. And one day, I understood that all doors are closed besides the red door of this house, from where any man can come in, pay for me and rape me.
Few years back..
"Mom..I don't want to eat this thing.." I said. She scolded me again and I was forced to eat. "When will dad reach today" I asked again, slipping a big morsel of my diet to stuffy (my dog). "I just called him and he is on the way.." Mom said. I heard the sound of horn and left the dining table to open the door. Mom scolded me again and asked me to have my lunch. She opened the door. "Where's my doll?" Dad asked for me. "Here..eating delicious food (sarcastically)" I said. "Happy B'day bachey" He wished and hugged me. I was very happy. (Door Bell rang again) "It's Bhaiyaa" I shouted and opened the door again. "Happy B'day to you.." He sung and handed me a big gift box. "What's inside it?" I asked with a surprise. "See it yourself" He said. I opened it and it was a beautiful dress.
Dad called everyone and said "Get ready..We all are going out". It was a wonderful day.
Next Day, I hugged my mom and left for my college. I missed my college bus, so I hired a taxi as I was getting very late. One the way, driver stopped the taxi and offered a ride to another man. I asked him not to allow that person in but he said that the stranger was his nephew. I don't know what happened on the way but when I opened my eyes, I was not in college, not at my home, not at hospital. It was a dark smelly room with no windows and a single door.
I was terrified like anything. I screamed, I bang the door, did every possible thing for help but no one heard me. A man came in, threw some food over the table and then locked the door from outside again. It was clear to me that I was kidnapped.
Day passed. I was still afraid. It was a same routine. One day, the same man came in, I shouted to let me go. But he just ignored me and went out. I was confused. I had no idea, why they have kidnapped me. I was thinking my dad will come and will take me away. But, no one came, no one.
One day, another man came in and asked me to leave that place with him. "Am I going home?" I asked. "No, mine" He said and left the room. I denied. The regular man, who used to give me food, came in and tortured me to leave the place with the former man. I had no choice. I left the place and adjusted myself in a taxi with him. The taxi was kept on running for more than 3-4 hours continuously. I collected myself and asked that where we were heading. He kept silent. I asked about the place where I was, he kept his silence again. The taxi stopped. He motioned me to enter into a house with many number of windows, lighting and all the doors, red on color. I had no idea, where I was. A woman came out, handed over two bundles of bills to the man and asked me to go into the house. Man left with his taxi. Now, I knew where I was. I yelled and tried to run away. But I failed again.
I refused to eat and drink. They tortured me day and night. I was so terrified that I could'nt even sleep for several nights. One dark night, a man came into my room. He said I have paid for you and I can do whatever I want. He spoiled me that night. I cried, I screamed, I weeped. No one came for me. "where are you dad?, where are you bhaiya?, where are you mom? why are you not listening to me? why are you not stopping everything happening to me? why?" No one was there to answer my questions.
Nights passed and I was continuously forced to kill my soul. And one day, I understood that all doors are closed besides the red door of this house, from where any man can come in, pay for me and rape me.
With time, I made some friends and felt that, same thing has happened to them also. One day, the eldest women of the house asked me to go for shopping with her. I tried to refuse, but I wanted to go out as I did'nt left the house from past 2-3 years. She had to buy some clothes for her and another girls living in that house, including me. "Do you know any good place here to buy clothes" She asked. "I don't know which city is it?” I said. "Kolkata dear" She said and smiled. I nodded but did'nt smiled. I hate to smile. "I think there is the place where we can buy clothes" She said and held me hand to cross the road. It was a nice showroom. We entered and she got busy in buying the stuff. I was standing outside the shop and was looking at the people in nearby shops.
"How’s it mom? Will it look good on her?” He asked to his mom. The voice seemed to be familiar. It was him. It was my brother. My heart sank. I was about to shout his name but I was chocked. A flashback of what happened to me and I stopped myself to go near. I think he was shopping for his marriage. Then I saw my mother crying. He was consoling her. "Dad always said not to cry" He said. I looked for my dad. But he was not with them. "If your dad and sister were alive today, they would have been very happy to see you getting married" She said. My dad passed away. Tears were flowing like a waterfall.
"I am alive mom..I am alive bhaiya..please take me home..I don't want to spend any more days in hell..I want to live with you..I will not demand anything..I will sacrifice everything for your happiness..I want to attend my brother's wedding..I want to sing..I want to dance..I want to complete my graduation..I want to play with stuffy..I want to get married..I want to hug you dad..I want to stay happy..I want to smile again" I said everything to me and decided not to go near them. I wanted them to stay happy. I did not want to affect their life. They believed, I was dead and I was happy being dead.
today..
(Knocking on the door again) I stood and opened the red door again.
"How’s it mom? Will it look good on her?” He asked to his mom. The voice seemed to be familiar. It was him. It was my brother. My heart sank. I was about to shout his name but I was chocked. A flashback of what happened to me and I stopped myself to go near. I think he was shopping for his marriage. Then I saw my mother crying. He was consoling her. "Dad always said not to cry" He said. I looked for my dad. But he was not with them. "If your dad and sister were alive today, they would have been very happy to see you getting married" She said. My dad passed away. Tears were flowing like a waterfall.
"I am alive mom..I am alive bhaiya..please take me home..I don't want to spend any more days in hell..I want to live with you..I will not demand anything..I will sacrifice everything for your happiness..I want to attend my brother's wedding..I want to sing..I want to dance..I want to complete my graduation..I want to play with stuffy..I want to get married..I want to hug you dad..I want to stay happy..I want to smile again" I said everything to me and decided not to go near them. I wanted them to stay happy. I did not want to affect their life. They believed, I was dead and I was happy being dead.
today..
(Knocking on the door again) I stood and opened the red door again.
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Prince Dildar Singh
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ReplyDeletethanks sir.. (:
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