Unknown POV
"How can you be so careless. Find those girls right now. I want them.....alive or dead. YOU GET THAT"
All shivered and nodded. Haa I want ever single person to shiver like this on this earth
"No-one can run from me. I'll make your life a living hell and destroy these shekhavat"
He laughed like maniac and smashed the portrait of shekhavat family on wall
Author's POV
"Brother in law is right Anu. You're not tainted but the people who made you suffer are tainted"
Suman left after saying this as Ahaan was calling her.
HE came and sat beside her. He was fuming with anger by listening to her past. He wanted to kill everyone who was involved in ruining her. He held her hand softly and said
"Anamika.......... Anamika is not nameless.........Anamika is the ring finger which is directly linked to your heart. Two persons made a promise of forever by putting the ring of love care and affection in this finger........... Anamika name is synonym of a goddess who is worshipped in south region of India..... Your father was right that Anamika means without a name cause you can't name someone who is divine. There is no words to express divinity"
Anamika looked into his eyes with some unknown emotion. No-one ever gave her such a beautiful discription of her name.
"Don't you feel disgusted by touching me. I was a who..."
"Sssshhhhh"
He shushed her by putting a finger on her lips and said angrily
"I told you that you are divine then why the hell are you hellbent on underestimating yourself. Learn to be strong cause no-one will ever come to protect you. May be there is someone who will but not forever. The world is like this..,.....you've to learn how to fight for yourself. How to raise your voice against wrong. You get that?"
She nodded her head like a child with tearful eyes. He wiped her tears and ask her to smile and she unknowingly smiled
"I've seen you somewhere.......before"
"I also feel like that but I can't remember.... What's your age?"
"20.........and...y..your?"
"28"
' I'm 8 years younger than him' she said to herself
"Ummm I don't know your name. Should I call you uncle?"
"NO........ I'm not your uncle. I'm your friend....Call me by my name or by my nick name...... "
"Little cobra"
Ahaan said while coming to their direction and laughed out loud while HE glared at him
"But what is your name?"
"Oh yeah....my name is..."
"SIR SOME PEOPLE ATTACKED OUR GAURDS"
Both men shared a look and ran to their directions and asked Anamika to go inside. Suman asked her what happened and Anamika told everything to Suman
"Anu ......Tho ......those must be the men from brothel."
"What will we do now?"
"You ju..."
She was about to say something but stopped by a hearing a gunshot. Both rushed outside and saw Ahaan in pool of blood. Suman ran towards him and hugged him tightly
"Aha.. Ahaan wake up.....don't close your I'll call ambulance"
"I l...lo..lov .....love you Suman"
"I love you too ahaan. I'll not let anything happen to y..."
Before she could complete a man hit her head hardly by a rod. Anamika screamed and hit that man with the same rod by snatching it. Her face was full of tears and she herself didn't know that from where she got the courage to do something like this. The man died on the spot. Anamika put Suman's head on her lap who were saying only two words
"My baby..... M....my b...baby"
Other girls came outside the penthouse and started shivering badly. One of them call the ambulance and started covering Suman's head with her stall. Anamika was about to say something when they heard another gunshot. It was HIM. An unknown fear arose in HER heart and rushed towards him. HE signalled her to not come to his direction but today she was feeling a newfound courage in her.
"SIR......"
She shouted in panic. The man shot her and bullet pierced through her arms. She stumbled but didn't stop. She hit the man with the same rod and his blood spilled on the ground. She hit him with full force one more time and he also died on the spot. She screamed in pain, anger and frustration.
"O god..... Suman didi is no more"
One girl said while crying badly
"Look at her. She freed us not to cry but to fight for ourselves. Let's fight for ourselves. We'll be killed today anyhow......so why not die as a fighter"
Another girl said while holding the rod and all nodded their head. They started fighting, beating and killing the men
One the other hand HE looked at her with some unknown emotions and she put his head on her lap and said
"Sir.....p...please keep your eyes open. After a long time I found some people who truly cares for me. Ambulance will be here at anytime soon. Si...."
"Ssshhhh ...........you're wounded......it will hurt a bit"
He said started taking out the bullet with the help of a knife. She screamed in pain and HE covered her wound with a handkerchief and kissed her forehead but before he could say anything, a man shot him on the spine and HE ....................died
"SIR........."
Anamika cried in agony and looked at the man with bloodshot eyes she was about to attack him but he shot her twice and SHE lied on the ground opposite to HIM. SHE looked at him with blurred vision and asked God
'how can you be so cruel........when I begged you to give me death you didn't but when I was finally ready to live my life.....you did this to me. WHY?'
Clouds started showering water heavily as if they are also crying watching the condition of innocent people on this earth.
Anamika looked at the sky full of dark clouds where the sun is no more visible. She laughed bitterly
'is this how you write the fate of innocent people God....... I've only one request to you. I know you won't listen but still........ In my next birth please don't make me weak and fragile. Don't give me or anyone this kind of life ever again. Don't be so cruel to us. I wish to be more stronger and courageous than I showed at the last minutes of my life.'
Anamika looked around and saw everyone in the pool of blood.
'is this my end'
She said to herself before closing her eyes
Is this really the end?
To be continued......
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Threads of Imagination
Short StoryThe book unfolds as a compendium of short stories, each narrative encapsulating its own unique world, characters, and emotions. Through this collection, readers embark on a journey through diverse tales, where the brevity of each story belies its po...
