Dehshat-E-Ishq

Chapter 2

A little girl about 5-year-old looked at the boy standing in front of her, she wanted him to hold her. She held his hand till he gives into her, but the boy stubbornly didn't hold her and wanted her to leave her way.

"Tum hato mere rastey sey." The 11-year-boy said.

The mute little girl shook her head and raised her little hands to sign him to pick her up. The boy ignored her again and again.

The girl was injured in an accident and heavily dependent on the boy in front of her. She just entered this orphanage in a very injured state, lost her voice due to impact of accident on her throat injuring her voice box. She couldn't speak too much yet.

"Mahi, rasta chhodo mera." The boy said and Mahi shook her head. Finally, the boy lost in this 'who-is-more-stubborn' game and picked the girl in his arms and took her to eat something.

Even though they were both in an orphanage, they were wearing expensive clothes and didn't seem to fit this environment. The boy made the girl eat light food with his hands and smiled as she waited for him to finish his food.

The boy was sent here due to some mischief and his father thought to punish him by sending him here. He threw a boy off his seat and ended up injuring the boy's hand and didn't feel a shred of sympathy for the boy. Seeing this his father decided to let him help in orphanages at his age to let him understand the pain of not having anything from the day you are born. Whatever you are given should be thanked for and one should understand other's pain.

And the boy did. He came here on the same day as this little girl.

This little girl became a ray of sunlight in his dim life. He was the one that protected her and here they both became each other's armour protecting each other from this lonely environment that they didn't seem to fit in.

The boy was here working as a helper as well as a tutor for the little girl as his father felt handling just one baby is enough for him.

"Mahi, will you lie to me again?" the boy asked his mahi who shook her head and touched his cheeks. He smiled and made her eat a little more. "If you are in pain, just touch your heart like this," he touched his chest over his heart. "I'll understand that it hurts."

"..." Mahi opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out and she closed her mouth. She nodded her head and stood up for him to pick her up again.

The 11-year-old boy still remembered the scene of the girl coming here wrapped in bandages and his father who dropped him off letting him know that he won't be leaving here anytime soon made him chose which child he will take care of.

He chose her. his heart jumped in his chest as soon as he saw her. he didn't know what attracted him, but he just couldn't let her be like that. He wanted to ease her pain and he did. He took care of her and even learned how to from the caretaker. There is always another caretaker around them just in case he can't handle too much after all he was also just a kid.

His father who left him here in Delhi left without looking back at him. He knew just how he can protect himself from his punishments in Mumbai but here in Delhi, there's no chance for that.

In Mumbai, his mom will protect him from everything but in Delhi, even she can't do anything. His nana won't let her. His nana is the owner of this orphanage, and he was under his protection, but his nana was a man of few words and more action. Once he got to know what he did, his nana made sure he lived exactly like a person with no power and learned to respect his father that earned a living for him as well as people around him whether they have money or not.