From living like a princess to getting treated like a rag, that's what define Shehnaaz's life right now.
Getting married because of a deal, was ill treated by her husband and father in law, she wasn't understanding what on the earth she did to deserve all this.
"ya Allah madad kare meri.... Please madad kare..... M kaise jhelu ye sab aap hi btao.... Har baar.... har baar kaise jhelu..... Baba sahab mujhse Nafrat karte h kyuki mere abbu unke khilaaf khade hogye the.... Sidharth mujhse jaanwaro jaisa bartaaw krte h.. Kyuki unko apne baba sahab k alawa koi or sahi lagta hi nhi h... Or agar kisine unke khilaaf kuch kaha to vo uski jaan le sakte h.... Ab jo sahi h vo to sahi h na.... Kaise boldu galat ko sahi... Nhi hota h mujhse... Bilkul nhi hota h..... Sidharth ko bhi ek mauka diya tha mene.... Unhone mujhe jaanwar ki tarah baal pakadkr kheecha tha... Uske Baad bhi mauka diya unko.......ki shayad ab vo ek baar meri bhi Baat sunenge... Or unhone sunni bhi pr jo aaj unhone kiya bina kisi vajeh..... M maaf nhi kr sakti hu unko... Mujhse nhi hoga.... Jo meri izzat nhi karega usko fir mujhse bhi izzat nhi milegi ab chahe vo koi bhi kyu na ho...... Meri izzat ki dor mere haath m h... Vo dor kisi or ki vajeh se nhi tutne dungi m.... " Shehnaaz was sitting under a tree on the bank of the lake thinking about her life. She didn't felt like crying because it wasn't her fault, she wasn't guilty so why would she gonna cry because of someone else.
This place was her comfort from childhood whenever she needed her own space she used to come here. The little waves of the water, the sound of birds, the lone surroundings always gave her peace.
She haven't done anything, she just sat under the tree and looked at the water. She didn't even realised that it was late night until she felt two men coming toward her.
"Allah miya Saare siyaape ek hi din m kyuuuu" she whined, till now she had observed that they were drunk and drunk men means trouble that too at a lone place like that.
She quietly stood up and start walking toward the exit spot, she was still in that beautiful green sharara that she had adorned in the morning, her make up was a little messed up but she still looked beautiful.
As she was moving both of them came closed to her and surround her from both the side and moreover both of them had bear bottles in their hands.
"yrrr.... Ashraf Maal to Kamaal.... H or ameer ghar ki bhi lag rahi h..." one of the boy spoke.
"hnn yrr sahi Keh raha h" looking at her with lusty eyes. Shehnaaz felt completely disgusted by that.
"dekho....mujhe Jaane do" Shehnaaz said calmly, she was scared but she couldn't show it to them.
"Jaane dene k liye thodi pakada h mohtarma...... Or abhi to theek se pakada bhi nhi h....." they both laughed loudly.
Shehnaaz moved forward a bit forward to move but one of them held her hand tightly.
"aree esse kaise meri jaan" saying that he pulled her toward himself but before he could say or do something Shehnaaz kicked him on his groin making him fall flat on the ground crying in pain.
"saali teri itni himmat..." the other came toward her to hit her but shehnaaz picked up the bear bottle from the ground which was in one of the boy's hand and smashed that on his his head, they both were quite drunk which made it a bit easy for her to hit them.
" aaaaaaahhhh"he screamed holding his head in his hand.
Shehnaaz hurriedly looked around and found a stick, she picked that up and hit both of them with all her might making them cry.
