I don't fucking care!!!!

Part 2.

Epilogue.



Hey guys.....my name is Anika Kapoor......no just Anika....I bet you are wondering who the hell is Pari Kapoor.......she's my daughter....my pride....the reason for my being.....in short she's my LIFE......it's a long story.....but Becky ( author) will tell you from the beginning to the end.......it all started long time ago......when.....Mr Shakti Kapoor ( my dearest father)  married Pinky Kapoor ( my mother).....she had difficulties in child bearing....so her and my dad went to visit the gynaecologist.......the gynaecologist suggested they visited the fertility clinic.... because she could have a chance of giving birth..... though 50- 50 %.......they were desperate to have a child so come rain come sunshine.....they went for it....they waited and waited..... fortunately....they didn't give up......saw my mother finally got pregnant...... unfortunately........when she gave birth to me.....she died in the process........after a couple of days or so....from what I was told....I got raised by my father.......growing up.....I saw him lonely..... although he pretended not to be.......so I suggested he should marry again.... because he wasn't getting any younger...he had a long life ahead......he refused at first.....but finally agreed......she married Kamini.......at first....she pretended to be all nice....kind and generous.....but it was all for  show.......once my father died....in a road accident......she started showing her true chameleon colors.....she started misusing me.... giving me heavy loads of work to do....in short treating me like her slave...or to say house help...... sometimes....I regretted.....telling my father to remarry.....perhaps......he could be still alive and kicking...... anyways.....Naina and Tia are different......( Kamini's children).....are quite the opposite.....whenever they had a chance....they helped me out...... anyways....let's go straight to the point.......I remember.....I was 19 years old.....I finished the 12 the grade.....I passed my final and last class....that too....with flying colors and I got selected to  one of the most prestigious universities in Mumbai.....what a coincidence....it was the university I dreamt of studying in..... hopefully graduating in....but alas nothing of the sort happened.....while let's say....you can NEVER EVER CONVINCE......a woman in love.....I was still waiting for the September intake....we had a long holiday ahead of us.......when one particular day....my crush..... Veeranshu Malhotra.....came to my home.......he buttered me up...with his I love you.....that am the most beautiful girl he had ever met....those lovey dovey stuff.......as I said....you can never ever convince a woman in love.......same went to me....I was so smitten by him......who couldn't....he was handsome.....tall.....his physique...... anyways.... moving on.....I don't know how...but he managed to convince me with his charms...that I fell prey to.......even though my Stepmom ( Kamini).......kept warning me about him....I ignored thinking....she couldn't help seeing me happy....it fell on deaf ears......I and Veeranshu.....started dating and become a couple........ thinking that he truly loved me.......I dedicated both my heart and soul for him....if you know what I mean....I guess you figured that out....until one day......I got to know him for who he is.....that too from the horse's mouth......I remember vividly that today....we were celebrating our 2 month anniversary.......I booked two movie tickets....one for me and the other for him....I walked to his apartment....since it was opened......I heard from him....yes....the horse's mouth....that he was just using me.....in order to get his ex fiancee.....Vidya back.....that he only loved her.....that's when reality dawned upon me......I was just been used...it was all a charade.......I left that too with my movie tickets........I then went to somewhere private....I tore the tickets....cursed him....and cursed how stupid I was....but the past can't be changed....you can only change present and future........I decided henceforth not to fall prey to those scoundrels.......but fate on the other hand was cruel to me......it didn't take enough to find out....that....that bastard got me pregnant........ Kamini told me to abort the child.... because she wanted to get rid of me...by marrying me to an old folk.....who was willing to pay a lot of money....to have a young girl... fortunately....I didn't steep that low.....I agreed come rain come sunshine.....I'll have that child......she got furious....threw me out....with my belongings.....my step sisters tried to stop her....but she was still adamant......and throw me.........luckily.....I saved money from working as a waitress at a local eatery just near our home..... moreover my step sisters were kind to give me half their savings.....it was enough to leave to Mumbai....I thanked them for that.....and left..... I arrived in Mumbai.....the city of dreams........upon arriving.....I met a fortune teller....just on the streets....she looked desperate as  if she had no customers.....I then went to her....gave her 50 rupees that I wanted to buy something....but she needed it more.....then about to leave....when she stopped me....I told her I don't believe I those kind of stuff....but I remember telling her that she won't take more than 2 minutes....she said that coming here will bring good fortune to me.......I requested to leave and left.....I didn't take into consideration what she said........I went to look for an apartment to stay in...one that fits my pocket......by God graces I managed to find one....in a storey building....not only did I find an apartment to stay in...but also good neighbors......then they became my best of Friends.....Gauri and Bhavya were they names.....Gauri was a tailor.....who had a small boutique....whereas Bhavya was a police trainee.... waiting to be employed.....so while she was waiting.......she became a babysitter.......... fortunately......I also managed to get a job....a delivery girl....who delivers pizza and takeouts from restaurants.......where was I.....yeah.....I and Rivya.....were there for one another....thick and thin..... especially....that too.....when my water broke....it was time to give birth to my sweet cute Pari....they took me to the hospital.....though not in the maternity ward...but still they were there for me......I struggled but managed to push through....until the doctor congratulated me that I had given birth to a bouncy baby girl.....I became the happiest mother in my life.......I gave birth to my sweet cute Pari...... moving on....she was my reason of working hard..... because I wanted to give her nothing but the best..... because she was EVERYTHING to me...my world.....and that ladies and gentlemen....is my story......or is it?

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