Nithya's pov
'3.25' I glanced my watch for the 10 th time. I was sitting on my class listening to physics lecture for the last two hours. I want this class to end as fast as possible. My stomach is hurting badly. I got my periods few hours back.
This month, the pain is unbearable.I didn't had my breakfast as I woke up late . I didn't even eat my lunch properly. I want to go home immediately , but this professor is taking extra class now. 'What a day! Misery always comes with companion' I thought.
I again glanced my watch. What the hell. It's just' 3.27'. I wanna cry so badly. It's like someone is punching my stomach. How much I wish to be a boy?. Few drops of tears escaped from my eyes. Aadithya noticed it . He was sitting two seats away from me.
" What's wrong ?" he asked with his actions.
" Head ache" I lied .
Before he could say anything I gestured him I'm fine.Some how the class ended by 4'o clock. I walked quietly to the college gate. Usually Jiju pick me from college as his office is near to my college.
I waited for him in the college gate. I got a message from jiju after 10 minutes.
" Sorry Niti, I will be late. I'm going to Juhu for a meeting. I will be back by
5. Please wait in the college" .I will never forget this day. It's very hectic. Still I have to wait one hour. I saw Aadi coming towards me.
" Hey, are you okay?" He asked with concern.
" Yeah. I'm fine" I said with a faint smile. Only I know my situation and pain.
He asked why I am standing there and I explained jiju"s message.
"Come , I will drop you" he offered.
" No, it's okay. Jiju will come" I politely denied.
" Are you sure?" He asked
" Yeah". I said and he went away.
My stomach was growling. So I decided to eat something. I went to canteen and ordered tea and some snacks. After finishing it, I went to library. I took the book " Girls made of snow and glass" and started reading it. It's a fairy tale . It's the story of Snow white from a different perspective.I really liked it. I was so engrossed in it that I forget the time.
" Time over. It's time to close the library" the peon said breaking my reading. Oh my God. It's 6 'o clock. Where is jiju? I took my phone and found 17 missed calls from jiju. I have put my phone in silent mode before entering the library .
Shit! I tried to call back him. But he didn't pick up. Then I found a message of him.
" Preeti is not well. I'm taking her to hospital. Please book a cab and come home safely".
Oh my God. What happened to Preeti? She is having complications on her pregnancy. Krishna, please make everything fine.
I came out from library and reached the college gate. It's a rainy day , so the sky became dark in the evening itself.
I took my phone and booked a cab. But because of rain it will take 20 minutes to come.I looked around. Almost all of the students have left the college premises. Just me and a girl left. Soon her dad came and she also left. A sharp fear aroused on my mind. I am always scared of darkness. And this Rain. I love rain but now...
If it was any other day, I would have enjoyed rain sitting on my balcony with a cup of coffee. But for the first time I hate rain. I'm scared.There are only a few men left in the street. They started giving me weird looks. I was getting conscious under their penetrating gaze. I have read such situations in novels and seen such in scenes in films. But never in my wildest dreams, I thought I would end up in such a fearful situation.
My energy started draining and I felt my weak on my knees. I should leave here now. I started walking towards the direction of my house. I was chanting Krishna, Krishna, Krishna continuously in mind. It's a thing that I do, whenever I'm in trouble.
When I move forward, it become more dark. The street lights were not working. The shops in the road side was closed because of rain. There is no trace of human beings. I was walking in the light of my mobile torch. I got wet even though I'm using an umbrella. My breathing become uneven. I felt someone walking behind me.
Suddenly I turn back. But there was no one. The whole place looks strange and dangerously silent. I remembered Aadhi's words. Once he said this place is not safe and famous for robberies and other crimes. I took my phone and tried to call jiju. But it has no signal.
Only my family and close friends know how much I'm scared of darkness. I was in the verge of a panic attack last time. Fortunately, Swathi found me that day . But today she is also not here. All my guardian angels left me alone to face this.
Once again I felt someone is walking on my back.Tears brimmed out my eyes . My stomach was aching , so I couldn't walk fast .My body doesn't have the energy. Moreover I have nyctophobia. ( Fear of darkness). Memories of that horrible day came infront of me. I felt my head spinning. My body starts shivering and I tried hard to breathe.
I saw a little girl infront of me. She was crying and blabbering something. I sat on my knees and tried to touch her cheeks. As soon as I touched , she disappeared. I know her. Her large forehead and brown eyes. She is that seven year old Nithya. Yes, she is me . My childhood. The memory of my bitter past. The memory which I want to erase from my brain and mind.
I started losing my consciousness. I fell on the road . My eyes started closing. I saw that little girl running away from me. Darkness enveloped me. The last thing I remembered was a flash of light..........
Hi guys,
So how is this chapter?Do you like it?
Childhood is the best period in one's life. Any trauma during this period will last in the life of that child forever.
So, always be kind to children.Our story has taken a crucial turn.
Nithya has a past. You will get to know more about her traumas in the upcoming chapters.You might wonder, how Nithya came in Karthik's dreams? It was not a coincidence.There is a reason behind that. You will get to know about it soon.
So don't miss the upcoming chapters.
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Damsel in Distress -an Indian Story
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