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OS : THE PROPERTY
FOR AAMIR18 WHO DEDICATED A POST TO ME EVEN THOUGH I DID NOT GIVE HER EVEN A SINGLE COMMENT (A THANKYOU NOTE FOR HER GENEROSITY )
please note SUICIDE IS NOT THE BEST OPTION(THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY OUT AND TRUST ME I HAVE MYSELF EXPERIENCED IT ) . By this os I'M NOT PROMOTING SUICIDE .This is from khushi's point of view . This os highlights the angst of a depressed person who clearly needs help and that is why I have left the ending open because there's always hope .
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She tried to slide the blade across her wrist , but courage was not
something which could be brought from shops . Yet another failed attempt gave
way tears , it was a long night after all .
Khushi ,the name that became the mockery of her life ,
the only thing she owned . But then he came and snatched
away that as well . In the dirty lanes of Mumbai slum she was now
known as Champa , the woman who scrubbed the floors of some
rich Madam's bungalow . It all happened some six months ago ,when
their six month's marriage came to it's expiry .With their divorced finalized ,
much to the family's disapproval , Delhi was rocked by one of the biggest
scandal it had ever witnessed . The wh**e Arnav Singh Raizada gave shelter
to became the back stabber . The innocent son-in-law of the Raizada family was
lured by this witch into adultery and deception .People sympathized with him
and his wife bid him goodbye with teary eyes as he surrendered to the
law for the crime he committed in the haze of hypnotism of black magic .
But Khushi became an outcast and Arnav Singh Raizada made sure that
she remained one . With no one to turn to she ran away ,in the dead
of a dark night to this place of anonymity .
Suicide had always been called a crime , maybe because till now
she was always somebody's property. First her foster families'
and then of a man who called her his wife .She was had always
been the property people sold ,acquired and desired but now she was free .
She was a no man's land by but fear of encroachment always lurked .
Life in these was
not easy , especially with a pretty face and ripe body
. After all how much can a burqa hide from a man's eyes .
But something else had happened today which had shaken her
to the very root -Arnav Singh Raizad had found her .The
tiny grainy black and white picture hadn't escaped her
employer's eyes neither did the hefty amount with it . She escaped
in the nick of time and with the humble amount she had safely tucked in
her blouse's secret pocket she bought another blade .
Arnav Singh Raizad would find her ,this she knew .In fact she could
hear some commotion outside .The dilapidated door won't be enough to them out for more .
She was no-one's property to be sized , she was born free
and it would be a shame if didn't die as one . Dying for freedom
aren't
criminals they are martyrs and she was going to be one.
All she needed was courage...
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PS: because of some technical errors I could not post a new thread hence editing an old post ,hope you don't mind .
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