So I think my emotions should be considered second hand, but the pain is always first hand (as any heart aches on thinking of such a situation if not live it).
You can live a life and serve its many purposes. You can save lives too. But the only thing which makes a woman stand apart is that she can give life.
The joy of having a life growing inside you is unmatchable. When you know that you are pregnant, how can there be anything more beautiful than that.
Every second of your life, when you know there is someone within you, growing, developing, shaping into that life, which will soon be in your hands. That very feeling is a blessing.
Holding on to the tummy, even when its months too early to see or feel the bulge, and weeks before you feel the movements, a mother can feel.
She can feel, she can talk to the baby, she can confide in that unborn and trust in that little joy.
How can such happiness be less precious to anyone. Even to jeevika?
She may love her sister like no one loves another soul on earth. But even for her, giving up what she has been treasuring will be more difficult than sacrificing herself.
And putting any mother through this will be the cruelest act ever.
Even if she does, how will she face it?
How will she face the family, knowing she had shattered their hopes?
How will she face Viren? How will she face the man who, not for once, has left her side when she needed him? How will she face him, on taking away his dream, his happiness?
How will she face herself, for the brutality she committed?
How will she face the self conscience, the cry of the unborn, whose life she snatched before he/she had a chance to life?
Can the happiness of saving her soul (her sis) pacify the conscience?