"The Strongest hearts have the most scars."
people who pretend to be strong are not really very strong .
Divya, a strong, independent women with her hollow heart was longing for the love she needed from her parents but did she got? nope!!!
she lo...
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I was reading some holy books that dadi has passed me to read saying that it would give me and baby a good environment. Well...not lying though...our holy books have solutions to every problems but we don't read them and understand them. Otherwise Mahabharata and Ramayan have a lot more than just a story...it teachs you things that you wouldn't learn from anyone.
"Divya...I was wandering if you are free??" Mummy ji come to my room asking that.
Keeping the book at side and sitting straight. "Ofcourse mummy... what is the matter.?"
She walks inside and stood at a distance from me.
" Well... Viraj happened to forget his file and the file is important for him...he needs to present it in the meeting... but the actual problem is...I have a very important issue at my NGO. I would have gone by myself otherwise...but not anymore. Can you please help me with passing this file to him."
I nods and got down from the bed. " Uh...suree...why not. But you could have asked Sumit kaka... I'm sure he'd be there to help."
She purses her lip tight. " I could have but Viraj denied saying that the file is confidential and he trust no one with it."
Then would he trust me with it.
"Oh...ok...I will pass Him the file safely... don't worry mummy ji"
She smiled at me. " Come on... I'm going through the same way... I'll drop you near the office...then u can give him the file " she walks out.
Taking my phone and purse. I walked out with her.
We got settled in the car. She was driving. Nice no??
"You said you run an NGO... what kind of NGO." I asked her while she changed the gears.
"For single mothers...there are women...and girls....who are just 18 or 19 of age...can you believe it." She frowns.
"Girls of 18 and 19...well that's something ridiculous. "
"Some girls are raped and they had to carry a child because of that. And one girl is cheated by her boyfriend...."
" Then why didn't she..." " She's like you.... most women in the NGO are like u....rebious and strong enough to fight everything. And that's what I liked about you Divya."
I see her. She smiled at me.
"You are doing a great job mummy ji. I'm... I'm proud of you." She laughs awkwardly.
" Well... thanks" " When did you started the NGO " "Nurture was built when I was 23. So it has been 15 yrs since then."
I nods. "Can I ask you why you want to save single mothers to be specific."
She looks at me. A serious face adores her. "Because...a woman who wants a baby and she have the power of having a baby of her own is a bliss. A bliss that God grants to a few of us." She looks ahead and drove.
