THERE'S ANOTHER SKY

City Of Dreams

Sarna had just reached the last station 🚉 Her head spinning and hurting badly because of her silent cry and the tension of the future... Future of her and her baby. Yes, she was already in love with her unborn baby. How can a mother hate her child?...
Her parents had asked her to abort her baby and live with them, but she refused their offer and saved a life...

She came out of the train compartment, Lucky her she got a seat in the general coach and no TC had appeared to check the ticket...

She felt something new inside her as her feet fell on the land of the station She carried her bag of two-three pairs of clothes and some important documents and certificates which she carried with her before leaving her everything behind...

Her eyes searched for the plate where the name of the city was supposed to be written Her eyes were wide open after reading the city name She had travelled to Mumbai

"shit, am in Mumbai, why I am here, You idiot you should have checked before sitting on the train" she scolded herself

She thought to go back, "but why go back now maybe this is your destiny Sarna, bhulja sab or jile khudke liye (chuckled) apne hone wale bache ke liye" she told herself

She gathered all her courage and moved out of the railway station in search of someplace where she could live.

"bhaiya yaha aas pass koi pg hoga kya" she asked a shopkeeper after walking for almost half an hour in an unknown direction

"madam yaha to nahi hoga, ye sara area market ka hai, aap kisi society wala side dekho" said the shopkeeper.

"Ji thank you bhaiya" she said and left from there as she felt that middle-aged shopkeeper checking out her with lust in his eyes 👀...

"huh Sala tharki kahi ka, sharam hi ni bachi hai Mardo me, bus sharir chahiye inhe aurat ka" she thought.

She walked for some more time...on an empty road she saw an old woman in bright yellow and orange saree draped in Maharashtrian style, her hair was tied up in a bun and covered with gajra (flower ornament for hair) lady had worn Kolhapuri chappal and was walking while swaying her hips in rhythm.

Sarna pov

I walked faster to come near that lady, I called her "aunty ji!" "Aunty ji ek minute" That lady turned and looked at me, she had wrinkles on her face, a big round red coloured bindi on her forehead and she was chewing paan, her nose pin was of traditional Maharashtrian style She looked at me from top to bottom

"Kāya āhē? " (meaning:kya hai) The lady said something in maybe Marathi which went above my head, I looked at her in confusion, and that lady repeated her words

"Aunty mujhe Marathi nahi aati hai aap hindi me baat kar sakte hai kya?" I asked politely, that lady again looked at me from top to bottom with more attention.

"kya mangta hai tere ko?" she asked and I understood her words somehow

"Aunty mai rehne ki jagah dhundh rahi hu, aapko koi pg wagera ka pata hai kya yaha?" I asked her

"yaha kisi ko nahi janti hai kya? Nayi hai tu yaha?" she asked me I Nodded positively

"kya karti hai re tu?" she again asked me a new question

"ji abhi aaj hi aayi hu Mumbai, pahle rehne ki jagah mil jaye fir kuch kaam bhi dhundh lugi" I replied and waited for her answer patiently as that lady was again checking out me

"ek kam kar tu mere sath chal mai tereko rehne ki jagah bhi degi or khane ko bhi milega, bol chalegi mere sath?" she asked...

"ji thik hai, aap rehti kaha hai waise?" I asked her to know where she was taking me

"piche piche chal abhi 2 minute me mera ghar aa jayega waha aaram se rehna" she said again walking in the same direction in which she was walking before I picked my bag and walked behind her

Soon we reached a colony-type area, just like they show in films, a proper Maharashtrian society, but I found one thing weird, there were a few people seen that most women, most of them were going out of the society gate, dressed up in bright colour saree with dark makeup... I found it weird, lunchtime had already been spent walking and finding a place to live...

The lady walked inside a house, I followed her, and there I saw a reception table, I didn't have any idea about anything yet... The old lady gestured for me to sit on the chair there and I obeyed... She talked to another old lady on the reception table in a bright green Maharashtrian saree, with extra dark makeup... They were talking in Marathi so I just sat there dumbfounded...

After some minutes that lady came near me and said "chal upar ka kamra khali hai waha aaram kar sham ko tujhe tera kaam samjha degi mai", "eh sheenu Tila gheuna ja" (take her away) she said something in Marathi to a girl there who's name is sheenu... That girl came there and pulled me upstairs and I just followed her because I had no reason to ask questions...

Sheenu gave me a plate of food, I ate it till I felt food filling my body till my neck... After having food I washed my face, hands and legs and slept peacefully for 3 hours and woke up in the evening around 7 pm... I saw Sheenu arranging a saree carefully on a table near a mirror She turned and looked at me with a smile

"are Tai tum uth gayi! Chal taiyar ho jao or niche aajo, kaki tumko sab samjha degi ache se" she said with a smile, but I looked at her in confusion, first I felt something fishy about this place, it looked nothing less than a house of crime, where they were doing something illegal work After looking at Sheenu who stood all dressed up in a bright-coloured saree and the saree on the table I was sure they were doing work of dealing in the flesh, flesh of women for a man in return of money

Fuck! Once again being trapped in a bad situation, suddenly I heard a girl's shouting voice, then she cried, Sheenu looked at the door as she heard some noise, and she went out of the room leaving me alone in the room, I took chance and came out of the room and my eyes widened looking at the scene, it is indeed the same place which I had thought about, Men were walking inside rooms with selective women!

Then I heard some lady's voice who was shouting or scolding some man I thought it was the right time to escape from there as everyone was engrossed in that scene which had started a few minutes ago, I picked up my bag and belongings and tried to go out somehow, I hide my face with my dupatta and walked randomly so that no one notices me running from there But I think it was my bad luck again, the lady who had brought me here just saw me going and shouted something again in Marathi which went above of my head and she pointed me with her hand which gave me a hint that I am in trouble now, without thinking much I just started walking fast while still hiding my face.

As I came near the exit gate I saw a man who stood there enquiring maybe some customer men, I just simply tried walking out of there but then the man stopped me, at the same time the same old lady came behind me

"eh kidhar chali?" that man asked me after puking paan on the wall

"vo vo mujhe yaha se jana hai" I managed to say and again tried to left from there, but that man blocked my way

"eh, ladki!" I heard that old lady's voice and turned to my left as she stood there.. " tum log ka bhi mereko samjh ni aata, tum log ghar se bhagti ho soch karke ki city of dreams ja rahi ho, pr idhar aa kr tum log bhigi billi kaheko ban jati ho?, ab Mumbai aayi hai or uska upar tune Kavita Tai ka kothi me pav rakha to kuch yogdan dena padhega na iss jagah ko, chal aaja andar, bus ek raat ke liye kar le kal ajad kardegi tereko mai! " that lady said without any hint of what she said to me, how I felt listening to her words, my feet felt no earth beneath them, I felt disgust now How can a woman just say things like this casually to another woman without knowing her

" No am not going to do anything like this for her or this place, I have to save myself and above of that I had to save this little creature inside me Don't worry little, I will not let you get harmed in any way... Just stay strong" I thought

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Here's the first chapter of this book, I will be posting each chapter after getting satisfied with a response on the already posted chapter so don't forget to give feedback