Manmarziya

4

I was tired from all the work. And today I have the holiday.
I will complete the remaining work in the evening.
I was lazily laying on the bed, when the door bell rung.

I guess Ayesha has came.
She has became a good friend of mine.
Its been so long I have made any friend, though, I have not open up to her till now. I just can not confess her my whole eloped act. And moreover I do not want to hear any kind of criticism towards my family.
I opened the door.
And was shocked to see my Father on the door step. I try to make my brain function but It has stopped its working.
I looked at my Chachu, who gives me sympathetic look. I look down, I do not have the courage to look into my father's eyes.
I took a step back and let them enter my apartment, though it is small, but its comfortable.
"Pack your stuff." His voice boomed in the room, and trust me, my world started to fall down, my dream being to tear apart. The tears automatically welled up in my eyes.
There was the finality in his voice. But no, I can't give up. I can't give up on my dream so easily.
If I lose this, I will lose a part of me.
I shook my head, because the voice in my throat gave up on me.
Chachu locked the door and I felt the fear. I took in the breathe, but before I could speak, "Do not argue with me." He said.
When my lips parted, it parted because of my whimper.
"Papa, I do not want to come back." I said so timidly.
"Nikki, Did you not heard what bhaiya said?" Chachu said, somewhat feeling guilty, I can see in his eyes.
"Chachu, I want to do this job, its my dream job." I said crying hard by now.
"I also want to achieve something in my life. I do not want to be just the house wife." I protested.
"You are answering back to your elder now?" My Father said.
"This is what I got. You put our name in shame." He blamed me.
 "Papa, I was left with no option." I cried even harder. It was becoming difficult for me to breathe.
"Option? Why there is need to find the job in first place. We let you study, We let you complete your engineering, What else do you want from us? Our respect? So that you can put shame on it?" He questioned.
"Papa, I want to make my career." I said.
"Mahir, bring her stuffs." With that last thing, Chachu started to put everything in the bag.
I move towards him. Trying to hold his hand.
"Chachu, please." I pleaded.
My father hold my hand and drag me along with him.
That's where every thing came to an end. That's when I saw Ayesha for the last time, with the confused eyes.
My hope has been crushed and I was back in the jail, known to be 'home'.

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So this is it.
This is the side of 'her' story.
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