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Prologue
Many believed that the birth of a girl was a very auspicious event. Baby girls were believed to be a gift from the God's – that is why they were often dubbed "ghaar ki Laxmi". With her birth she brought happiness and luck. She brought with her dreams and hopes, she brought with her a new kind of life, a new kind of love. She came as the image of an innocent angel sent just for her parents. Once a daughter is born her parents dream. They dream about her growing up, her making a name for herself in this world, they dream of her wedding and her life after, they dream of grandkids. Everything they dream about invokes joy and smiles.
Then, as the girl grows up, she too has dreams of her own which are not different from those of her parents. She dreams about making something of her self – maybe a doctor, or a lawyer or a teacher – to make her parents proud. She dreams of her perfect wedding day – the dress, the flowers, the cake, the rituals – all of it…perfect. However, most of all she dreams of that perfect man. She dreams of starting a life with someone that understands her, someone who loves her for who she is, someone who happily accepts her with her flaws. She dreams for someone who will laugh at her jokes, someone who will support her when she stumbles, someone to lend a shoulder when she cries. She dreams of someone that can make her smile, make her laugh, make her feel wanted, make her fee worthy and beautiful. She dreams of having children. She dreams of a son who will be just like his father – loving, respectful, responsible – so that one day someone else's daughter might find him to be her perfect partner. She dreams of a daughter who will be like her, only better. She dreams for her daughter to achieve everything she has achieved and so much more. She dreams for a good life for her daughter, a good husband for her daughter – she dreams that her daughter will experience all the happiness and more, that she has experienced. As that baby girl emerges as a woman, she dreams…and dreams…and dreams…and dreams. Her dreams are never ending, her dreams are personal, her dreams are her aspirations, her desires and her hopes. Her dreams and her dreams and every night she prays that one day, they will come true.
However, not all girls bring luck and happiness when they arrive in this world. Some girls bring with them destruction and tears. Some girls ruin their families after their birth, some girls become punishments for their families. The parents of those girls don't have dreams for their daughters, they only have questions for the day she came into their lives. Some girls only invoked curses and abuse.
Girls like that didn't dream – they didn't have the right. How can they dream of happiness when all they bring is pain? Those girls don't dream about their wedding, or their perfect partner or their children. They don't dream of love, they don't dream of a happy life. They don't dream because they don't allow themselves to. They have no hopes, no desires and no aspirations. They are just living for the sake of living, breathing for the sake of breathing. These girls lie to themselves about not having those dreams, all the while knowing too well that those dreams do live in the deepest corners of their hearts. Not daring to share those dreams with anyone because they know they will never come true. Why dream about something that starts off shattered? Why let yourself believe when there is nothing to believe in?
These girls were unique because, unlike everyone else, they weren't blinded by hope. They knew the reality – the reality of dreams. They knew that dreams were just a part of ones imagination. They knew dreams were just pictures of what your heart wanted and craved. Above all else, they knew that dreams didn't come true.
In a small town, there was one such girl. One such girl who didn't believe in dreams, a girl that felt pain everyday of her life. One such girl who knew the reality of dreams. Once such girl named……………Nakusha.
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