Weight of Motherhood

The Tears and the Fury

Shyam's eyes widened as Priya's furious voice echoed outside the bathroom door. "How did she...? Why is she here?" he wondered, his mind racing.

Then, like a lightning bolt, realization struck. "Kavita! That manipulative bitch!" he hissed, his nostrils flaring.

"She must have planned this all along - the drinks, the drugs... everything!"

As he opened the door, Priya's angry face greeted him, followed by Diksha's shocked expression. Shyam's gaze met Kavita's, who stood behind them, a sly smile spreading across her face.

But Diksha's attention was fixed on Shyam's attire - the nightdress clinging to his curves, the fake breasts, and the feminine silhouette.
Her eyes widened in astonishment. "Shyam bhaiya... you... you look so... feminine," she stammered.

Priya's voice cut through the air, her words laced with venom. "Feminine? He's a cheater, Diksha! A liar! He's been deceiving me, us, everyone!"

Shyam's hands raised in a placating gesture. "Please, Priya, listen... let me explain..."

But Priya's anger wouldn't be contained. "Explain? You think you can explain these?" She thrust her phone forward, displaying the damning photos sent by Kavita. "You're disgusting, Shyam! You've ruined everything!"

The photos revealed Shyam's deepest secrets: intimate moments with Govardhan, their bodies entwined, their lips locked in passionate kisses.

The images showed Shyam's femininity, his curves accentuated by the nightdress, his face radiant with joy.

Priya's voice trembled with rage. "You're disgusting, Shyam! You've been deceiving me, us, everyone! Don't ever talk to me again!" She grabbed Diksha's hand and stormed out, leaving Shyam shattered.

Shyam's cries echoed through the hallway as he slumped onto the stairs, his body wracked with sobs.

His eyes fixed on Kavita, his anger reigniting. "You bitch! You planned this, manipulated me, and destroyed my life!"

With a fierce determination, Shyam ran towards Kavita, hands clenched into fists.

"I'll kill you for this!" he shouted, but Dhirendra intercepted him, grasping his hands tightly.

Shyam's world crumbled as Priya and Diksha fled, leaving him shattered on the stairs.

His eyes blazed with fury as he turned to Kavita. "You bitch! You planned this, manipulated me, and destroyed my life!"

As he lunged at Kavita, Dhirendra intercepted him, grasping his hands tightly. "Don't tire your delicate hands with this futile effort," Dhirendra sneered, his gaze roving over Shyam's half-exposed body.

Shyam's skin crawled as he realized Dhirendra's true nature. "What are you doing?" he shouted, struggling to free himself.

Dhirendra's tongue darted out, his eyes filled with lust. "Oh, Shyam, you're so beautiful, so feminine... I've always wanted you."

Priya, who had paused outside, heard Shyam's cry and rushed back in, her eyes widening in horror. "Dhirendra, you pervert! Leave him alone!"

Shyam's eyes welled up with tears as Santi Kaki, the only one brave enough to intervene, was brutally pushed aside by Dhirendra.
She fell, hitting her head on the glass vase, and lay unconscious.

Kavita's mocking laughter cut through the air. "Look at you, a man pretending to be a woman, now not even able to defend himself.

You've enjoyed your time with my brother like a whore, and now you're protesting against my husband?"

Shyam's face burned with shame and anger as Dhirendra's grip tightened. "You're a monster, Kavita. You've destroyed me, used me for your twisted games."

The servants cowered, too afraid to intervene, as Shyam's world descended into chaos. Santi Kaki's unconscious form lay on the floor, a testament to the royals' brutality. Shyam's heart broke, realizing he was truly alone, at the mercy of these monsters.

Dhirendra's hands ripped away the tattered nightdress, exposing Shyam's slender, hairless body. Shyam's feminine curves were evident, but his rage was far more potent. He felt vulnerable, yet his anger boiled over, fueling a ferocity that belied his delicate appearance.

He started crying, priya and diksha tried to stop dhirendre but dhirendra slapped them. Priya fell on the ground

"I will have him later, first I will taste his Wife and his sister" he started moving towards priya and diksha.

Shyam's anger finally boiling up he picked himself up not caring for his unclothed body and ran towards dhirendra.

He launched himself at Dhirendra, his bare body a blur of motion. "Don't you dare touch my family, you motherfucker!" he screamed, his fists flying in a flurry of punches.

Kavita tried to intervene, but Priya slapped her, sending her stumbling back.

"I've tolerated you only because of Sumitra didi," Shyam spat.

Shyam's rage was unrelenting, his punches landing with precision and force. Dhirendra's face was a bloody mess, his eyes swelling shut, yet Shyam continued to hit him.

Finally, exhaustion took over, and Shyam fell unconscious, his body trembling with exertion.

Dhirendra lay motionless, blood oozing from his mouth, his face a testament to Shyam's unbridled fury.

Despite his feminine appearance, Shyam's rage had been beyond anything Dhirendra had ever seen. He had underestimated the depth of Shyam's love and protectiveness for his family, and it had cost him dearly.

"Soumya,my dear wake up"

Shyam heard the voice he had been yearning for so long. "Sumitra didi..."