The Sunrays chimed inside , making Karishma stir in her sleep. She tried to cover her face with the blanket to block the light rays but as soon as her right hand touched the blanket she flinched with pain.
Ahh...amaa ye kya hai..
She slowly opened her eyes and sit on bed and saw her bandaged hand . In an instant , the last night came crashing down in front of her eyes.
Her eyes filled up . She closed her eyes to prevent her tears from falling. Some horrific visuals came to her mind despite her struggle to make them fade away.
Dekho isko , ye wahi ladki hai jiske baba isse chodkar chale gye ?
Jarror iski maa me hi koi kami hogi?
Dekho to kitni buri tarah peetaa hai is baache ko isne , bina baap ki ladki hai kya hi ummed kr skte hai ?
Koi sanskaar vagehraa nahi diyee kya isko iske baap ne ?
Loser loser loser loser , are dekho ye to rone lagi , koi jakar iske baba ko bulayo , kaha hai wo , are wo to hai hi nahi ..
Agr mai iski jagah hoti na to ab tk to marr jati , apni maa par boj ke siva kuch nahi hai ye ..
No matter what she do , these horrific voices never leave her. They chase her to the ends of the earth. She didnt share this part of her life with anyone not even her mother
She opened her eyes when she felt someone's presence around her and saw her mother standing there with a glass in her hand.
Amma , wo ladki kaha hai ? That's what the first question that came in her mind .
Puspha looked at her . Her heart clenched to saw her usual sparkling eyes being shadowed by conflicting emotions.
Wo yaha nahi hai
Karishma gave her a lost look . Ps sit beside her keeping the glass she brought with her on the side table. She cupped her face and placed a warm kiss on her forehead .
Wo humari jindagi ka hissaa nahi banegi. Humne usse yaha se bhej diya . Hum dono ek doosre ke liye kafi hai , hume kisi aur ki jarrurat nahi hai.
Karishma's eyes filled up. She gave her a teary smile and nodded .
Ps caressed her bandaged hand. Last night , after sending haseena, she came to check on her daughter, and what she saw made her heart clenched in pain and fear. She was lying on floor lifelessly with blood on her knuckles and arm. Her face was stained with dried tears and her hairs were disheveled .
It once again took her back to that dark night years ago when she saw her 15 yrs old daughter in pool of blood. Even thinking about that make her hands tremble and soul shiver
Karu , kyu karti ho aisa ? Puspha whispered in heavy voice. Her heart ached every time seeing her daughter hurting herself.
Listening to her mother painful voice , she at once understood what she is thinking. She hugged her tightly.
Amma , aap phirse wahi sab kyu soch rahi h , humne aapse wada kiya tha ki hum wo sab dubara kabhi nahi krengee , krna to bahut door hum aisa sochengee bhi nahi..
Wo bus kl raat gusse me humne ...Yhi to dikaat hai karishma , gusse me tum sab bhool jati ho , Ps cut her off gently yet firmly . She broke the hug and hold her bandaged hand.
Tumhe kya lagta hai khud ko chot pauchnane se sab theek ho jayegaa, tumhe ek baar bhi humara khyaal nahi ataa na ...
Agr tumhe kuch ho gya na toh hum to Jeete jee Marr jayengee ..
Ek baar humne wo sab seh liya tha dubaraa wo sab dekhne ki himaat nahi hai hum me
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TWO SISTERS : HATE OR LOVE
FanfictionStory of two sisters " karishma and haseena" who don't know anything about each other. Lets join their journey from hatred to love. ❤️