Ek Ajnabee Haseena

chapter 20

ishita, woke up finally, with this sensation, of a throbbing, stabbing pain in her chest. Her head was spinning around, as she got up, to only feel like her brain had blasted. She got out of the bed, grabbing hold of the things around her, to find a balance. She was looking for water, a drop would do too.

Suddenly, a glass of water appeared in front of her. she wanted to grab it immediately, when it was pulled back by a hand, as she looked up to find, it was dushyant.

He handed it to her, as she gulped the water down her throat, in flash of a second.

"toh rohan tumse kabhi phone pe bhi baat nahi karta tha? Itna chupke rehna padta tha tumhe apne maa-baap se?" questioned dushyant, as ishita looked at him cluelessly, and dushyant handed over the bottle of pills to her.

"ek hafte ka time de raha hoon, nikal jao yahan se!" exclaimed dushyant, as he walked away to leave, when ishita stopped him.

"dushyant!" called ishita, as dushyant turned back, enraged.

"main...main jhoot nahi bol rahi hoon....rohan aur main sach mein milne waale the yahan..." stated ishita, as dushyant crossed his arms, while glaring at her.

"hum, shaadi karne waale the...aur main, main bhaagi hoon apne ghar se..." stated ishita, as she took a reluctant sigh of disappointment.

"bas...beech mein kuch aur cheezein hui, joh maine nahi batayi thi..." clarified ishita, as dushyant raised his brow at her.

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Ishita, a 6 year old child at the time, was seated on the back of a car seat. Her mother, on the driver's seat, couldn't take the beer bottle of her lips, as she continued to drive.

Ishita bent towards the driver's seat, attempting to stop her.

"mumma, please...aap..." she made an effort to stop her, but of no use.

"tera baap ek number ka c*****a hai! Arre bacha ho bhi gaya galti se...ismein bhaagne ki kya zaroorat hai! Nikkame ko kaam nahi karna tha bas..." she retorted, throwing the bottle from the window, as she peeked out to get some air, only for the car to crash into a pole nearby.

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ishita, entered a room full of girls, lying on their beds, all of them orphans, just like her. she had one toothbrush in her hand, that she kept along her bed. she was provided a uniform to wear, which she had to wait for n hour to change, a fight over the single bathroom, shared by the 50 people in the room.

this was it for her, this is how life would be...or so she thought.

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"humein, kuch aisi hi pills, dete the woh....taaki hum soye rahe bas, din bhar...par, main joh kuch minute sukh mehsoos kartit thi life mein, woh unse hi milta tha..." recounted ishita.

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Ishita stood in front of a lady behind the desk, talking to a man and a woman.

"bahaut hi sweet aur friendly hai ishita, not to mention saari activities, aur sab padhai-likhai mein, she's one of our bests..." informed the lady, as both of them smiled at ishita.

"i think she's the one..." replied the lady, as her husband nodded.

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"unn goliyon ki lat si lag gayi thi....aur woh bahaut koshishon ke baad bhi nahi gayi...." stated ishita.

"main bahaut time tak college jaane ki jagah, bas ghar rehti thi...lete-lete, ek choti se bakery dikhti thi, jab wahan nayi-nayi aayi thi, uss bakery mein hi mujhe lekar jaati thi meri maa, didi ke saath, hum log khaate the, baatein karte the, haste the....bas, unn hi dinon ko yaad karti thi...aur phir mujh se tang aa kar, mujhe pagal khaane chod diya unhone..." explained ishita.

"wahan bhi koi haalat achi nahi thi meri...bas jaisi-taise, main bhaagi wahan se....maine promise kiya mummy papa ko...ki, main, thik hongi, unn logon ke liye...aur main hui bhi, aur phir, mujhe rohan mila...." narrated ishita, as the story had a lot more left to be told.

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Author's note: guys, i waited, but there's so far not much responses, when i asked for, which story of mine(except for this one), would u want a sequel of? But from what i got from fanfiction and wattpad, there's a tie between:

1. Two stories of marriage.

2. The light we never saw.

Sothese votes would be final,so just let me know, in the comments.