Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Fourteen

Previously -

"Bata ke bhi kya karti? Teri bestfriend hai wo, ab meri toh koi naa hai isiliye mujhe pata hai ki ek bestfriend ki value. Main naa chahti thi ki tujhe tere bestfriend se meri wajha se dur hona pade. Aur aisa ke galat bol diya Neha ne? Sab sach hi toh bola hai.....", Susheela trailed off sadly. She gently put a band-aid on Garima's forehead and started to apply the cream on her arms.

"Mujhe pata tha ki tere pass dimag naa hai par aaj ye sabit ho gaya! Naa ke bakwas kiye jaa rahi hai? Wo Neha paagal hai, kuch bhi bolti hai. Usne aaj tak tujhe jo bhi bola na wo sab bakwas hai, tu wo sab naa hai, samjhi?", Garima took Shusheela hand in her's and made her look in her eyes.
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"Garima, wo teri bachpan ki dost hai. Khamakha meri wajha se tune uske saath jhagda kar liya. Jaa uske pass, sort out kar le.", Susheela said totally ignoring her sister's words. She put on the antiseptic cream on the last scratch and let go of her hand.

"Susheela ke keh rahi hai tu behen? Itna sab kuch ho jaane ke baad bhi tu chahti hai ki main uske pass jaau? Tujhe chod kar? Behen mujhe aisi dost nahi chahiye, nahi nibhana aisa rishta. Kya faida aise doston ka jo meri behen ki izzat naa kar sake? Jo meri behen ke baare main bhala bura bole wo log mujhe meri life main bilkul bhi nahi chahiye.", Garima said gently wiping a tear that had fallen from Susheela's eyes.

"Garima tum sab kyu nahi samajhte ki main tumhare layak naa hu. Main tum logo ke saath fit nahi hoti, magar tu aur chotta haddi yo baat kyu nahi samajhte? Neha bhi sahi bolti hai, main tujhe aur Pramod ko deserve hi nahi karti. Aur main Neha ki har ek baat se agree karti hu.", Susheela said looking down at her hands sadly, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Naa ke paagal toh naa ho gayi meri bailbuddhi tu? Pramod ji tujhse pyar karte hai aur main toh unse bhi pehle se pyar karti hu. Hum koi stupid log naa hai jo aise hi tujhe pyar karte hai. Kyu uss bewakoof Neha ki baat sunti hai tu?", Garima said putting a hand under Susheela's chin so that she was looking in her eyes.

Susheela's eyes showed how broken she was, yet there was a strong barrier of determination in her eyes. "Sunn Susheela, mujhe naa pata ki itne saal wo chudail tujhe kya bolte aayi hai. Magar main inta jarur jaanti hu ki jo bhi uss ghadi ke muh se nikla hai wo sab bakwas hai. Main aur Pramod ji tujhse bohot saara pyar karte hai. Aur tu humein rokh naa sakti, samjhi?", Garima said softly, stepping into her elder sister shoes. Susheela nodded still not convinced.

Garima was about to say something more, just then a worried Shishupal came running towards them. "Naa ke ho gaya choriyo? Mujhe Nalini madam ne bataya jo bhi kuch hua uske baare main. Garima, tune maar pitai ki Neha ke saath? Aur Susheela tune unn dono ko alag kiya? Naa yo subha kya aatmayen badal li thi kya tum dono ne?", An out of breath Shishupal interrogated his nieces.

"Aree Chacha ji, wo Neha Suhseela ke baare main bakwas kar rahi thi, bohot kuch bol rahi thi toh laga diye maine ek do. Susheela ki hi behen hu main, maarna manne bhi aata hai.", Garima said proudly, not an ounce of regret in her voice. But Shishupal still looked concerned, after a long time he was seeing Susheela look so broken hearted and sad.

"Ke hua Susheela? Tu ro kyu rahi hai? Sab thik hai na beta?", Shishupal asked her softly, taking a seat beside her on the bench. Susheela nodded and gave him a small smile.

"Naa mujhe ke hoga Chacha ji? Wo toh bas meri wajha se Garima ko chot lag gayi isiliye thoda sa bura lag raha hai.", Susheela said as she continued to look down at her hands that were placed on her lap.

"Sach bol beta, sab thik toh hai na?", Shishupal tried again. Out of all the children in the house, Susheela was the toughest nut to crack. She would never show her displeasure about anything unlike her two other siblings who would say it openly, instead she bottled it up inside her.