I am in a room. I took my locket and started speaking to my parents...
I spell out my emotions in such a way where Abir and Anmol are witnessing this from back...
Kyun Maa... Kyun? Kyun mujhe sab log ek kat putli ki tarah istemaal karte hai. Kya meri koi marzi nahi? Kya jazbaat koi maayne nahi rakhti? Kya mein sab ke liye ek gudiya ho jo hukamat kar sake? Kyun log sirf mujhe choth pahunchate hai... Kyun??
Aur kitne dard likhe hai meri zindagi mein... Kitne Maa? Main apni zindagi se haar gayi maa.. Apne Baba ki bahadur beti haar gayi...
I break down completely..
What I heard shook me to the core. Kathputli ?
Am I forcing her for everything? When did her trauma reach to such an extent?
I felt guilty for my actions.
I cleared my thoughts and said, ' I am sorry. For Everything. I didn't I knew you had to go through this much... I am sorry...'
' Can't I ....'