VEDIKA'S POV
" We are going to celebrate Diwali this year .." Abbu announced and the broom fell from my hand with a loud bang on the ground. He flashed me filthy look and I immediately looked down , not wanting to face his wrath.
" Diwali?....Why are we celebrating that Hindu festival?.." Bhai asked in confusion.
" Meri Kam akal aulad ,.... We will never celebrate at Diwali or whatever it is called . We are going to go to Dwivedis as they invited us !....." Abbu said through gritted teeth.
I just again took the broom and started cleaning , as the discussion going on is not of my use as they will not take me to the celebration and actually I don't even want to go.
But the thing which is creeping me out from inside is that , in my dream also some Dwivedi was there but I can't remember who was he.
" Hey you , ... You are also going to come !.." I turned my head to see , Abbu looking at me with usual disgusted look.
" A-Are y-you r-referring t-to m-me ?.." I asked with some courage.
" Abbey ha , tujhi ko bol Raha hu!!!....
You have to come me us !.." He ordered with irritation in his voice." I-I d-dont w-want t-to g-go....M-My f-forehead i-is bleeding and I-I am n-not f-feeling well." I managed to retort. He stood up furiously and slapped me hard across my face , making me groan in pain and stumble backwards.
" You cant disobey my orders , you foolish girl !" He spat and I nodded while clutching my cheek . i was trying hard , not to cry but still few tears pricked from my eyes. Why am I so weak ?
I know , he is just taking me to some Dwivedi's mansion to show how strong he is that he enslaved a small girl . He will just try to humiliate me and thats all .
" O-okay A-Abbu, I w-will come w-with you.." I replied while wiping my tears away .
" I dont think you have any other option !" He sneered and walked out of the hall. I glanced at my brother who had an evil look plastered on his face.
I turned around to walk away.
" Well,....Did you even thought that what you will wear for the celebration ?....I dont think you have anything except those filthy torn clothes !....And let me tell , the people present over there will be hella rich and will be wearing expensive attire . just think , how embarrasing it would be to go there in torn clothes that too one of the most important festivals of hindus !" I came to halt on his statement only to realise that it is not something new , because I am now used to humiliation , so I dont think I will get even a bit affected by that .
" I-I w-will w-wear s-something g-good.." I said and quickly scurried away from there. My running is quite fast , because I am tallest girl in my class and also I am very thin so it's easy for me to run fast ...but not too fast .
I immediately rushed to the store room and started searching for the dress which my mother brought for me long time ago but at that time it was too big for me but now maybe it will be fit.
I searched for a while and happiness surrounded me when I finally found the dress.
VEDIKA'S DRESS
Tears pricked from my eyes as I grazed the dress slowly with my palm, taking in softness of the cloth.
Maa!!!....Why you left me Maa ?....
After you died , .... No one wants me to be alive . Abbu and Bhai are keeping me alive just because they enjoy torturing me. At school , I have no friends and as I am not good at anything, teachers torture me too. And now , Abbu is saying that ,he will admit me to the school where Bhai goes ... I mean rich people goes. And he is just doing that because, Bhai wants to humiliate in new school.WHY AM I ALIVE ??..
I clutched the dress tightly near my chest and cried my heart out .
Yes , I know that crying is symbol of weakness and I don't care because I know that I am weak and nothing can change that.-----TIME SKIP-----
" Come on !....And you , just remember that you are coming with us as our servant , ...so just keep your behaviour as a servant and for doing that first of all , keep your head down !.." My father spat . I nodded fearfully and immediately dipped my head down.
We went outside the house and for first time I saw a car from inside . As my father is hella rich , his car is hella luxurious. I timidly sat on the the back seat of the car while looking around the car in awe.
The driver started driving the car and I was panicking from inside because the scene of car accident in my dream was getting played in my mind.
" Hey Krishna Bhagwan , ...aapne kabhi meri prayer nahi suni ,...but still I pray to you that , please don't do accident of our car. " I joined my hands and prayed with my eyes closed.
-----Time skip-----
I opened my eyes and stopped praying when I realised that we reached the mansion. I jumped out of the car and lifted my head only to see a big mansion. I wasnt Astonished much because my father's Mansion is bigger than this.
But I couldn't deny the fact that , this mansion was looking extremely beautiful as it was decorated with diyas everywhere, illuminating the mansion.
I looked at the scenery in awe.
DWIVEDI MANSION
" Come on !....And behave !.." Abbu sneered . I and Bhai both of us nodded.
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Just a small announcement, ...
The events in this story will not be like previous story.
In this story , Mahabharat war may or may not happen.
And most importantly, there are 100 kauravas . And Karn was adopted by Maharani Gandhari , so he is also a kaurav .I hope you don't have any problem with it . If you have then , I can't do anything.
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FanfictionThis story is not meant to hurt anyone's religious beliefs. If at any point of time you feel your sentiments are getting hurt then you can immediately stop reading. This story is SEQUEL of A BROKEN QUEEN. Join Vedika on her path of becoming a Queen...