Threads of fate

Past Reflections (part-2)

What could be worse than being the youngest?

 THAT IS not being liked by your own family. Majority of my life I knew being a girl was not celebrated in my household but to the extent that my grandmother would force my parents to separate because of me. The blame for the cause of my parent's divorce was too much to handle for my young shoulders. 

 My Name is Rysa Khanna the unwanted daughter of the biggest industrialist of India. My grandmother was an extremely superstitious lady after the marriage of my father and mother some priests told her that they should not have a girl as a child otherwise there would be problems in the house. The first two times my parents had their lovely sons but unfortunately the third time their luck wasn't with them my arrival wasn't celebrated rather it was like a mourning day for my family. Soon after my birth, my grandmother wanted my parents to separate but my parents decided things would work out. But.....

 But they didn't there were constant fights between my parents. When I was 7 years old my parents decided to separate. My oldest brother was 19 at that time and my second brother was 14. I and Rudra for almost 3 years were constantly shifting from my father's house to my mother's house. During this time my grandmother passed away but the rifts she created between our family could not be amended. When I was 10 my parents decided that I and Rudra would be under the guardship of my oldest brother as they wanted to focus on their careers. That was the most dreadful day of my life .....

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 This part was just a gist of the past.

Sorry, I accidentally deleted this part so updating it again this is supposed to be the second part sorry for the confusion.