Who Navya? (part 2)

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Hello my young and empowered ladies! How are you? Thank you for reading, voteing, commenting on the last chapter. Your each comment and each vote, makes a really big difference. Here's another chapter just for you people. Please do give your precious reviews and hit the star ⭐️ button if you like the chapter.
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The Tapkeshwar temple, Navya got me to this famous temple of Dehradun. Dehradun is a beautiful place and I realised it today. I was looking at the clear water river which was adding to the rustic beauty of the nature. The river flowed, it reminded me of my life. I wanted a stable life, normal life. But here I am with a living a life I never asked for, I never dreamt of. I don't know where it will take me. Unknowingly my hand went on my stomach and I creased it. Should I abort??

"Mandir me khade reh kar zindagi aur maut ke bare me soch rahi ho? Yaha moksh k bare me sochte hai betaa..." I heard Navya's voice coming. I looked up and she was standing beside me with a pooja plate in her one hand and other one was like a baba, giving me ashirwaad. "Are tum thoda has bhi lia karo...." she opened my mouth and popped up a piece of coconut in my mouth. I was in no mood so I looked back at the water.

"You see this water Nandani? This water flows and that is why it is clean. You know when water stays stagnant, algae, turbidity, grows in, it doesn't remain clean. And the same is life, relationships, ek jagah pade rahe toh kabhi na kabhi ye bhi kharab ho jate hai. Nandani, life is giving you a new chance. Not for Madhyam, for you. Your life is giving you a reason to live. Live for the baby and the baby will teach you to live. That hand, right on your stomach, yes, there's a life. A life breathing in, a human being. And this life is your baby, just your baby. Lending a bloody sperm, doesn't make anyone a father.Think twice before you decide. May be Madhyam might change, may be. You know this is the third time I'm pregnant? Ek bar mother-in-law ne beti samaj kar mar dia, aur ek bar pati ki mar kha kar. Still I am here with a hope. There's a chance Nandani, take it  , if it changes your life,let it. 'Cause At the end change is the only thing that is constant in life."

The lady standing in front of me, should be a saint. My eyes filled up with tears. But for the first time, first time, the tears of happiness. Not of pain. Navya ~ the sunshine of the darkness!

"Don't cry Nandu, it's not good for the baby!"

We went back home. As we entered the house, Navya went to the outhouse, after leaving me to the house. I walked upstairs to the bedroom to have some sleep. The bodyguard on the way gave me a weird look. The house, the staff, it reminds me of Madhyam. How will he react, when he'll come to know. Would he accept it? Would he trust me? Would he harm the baby ? My breath hitched. The mere thought of it made my heart clench. Was I giving Madhyam one one reason to make me vulnerable? Is my decision of keeping the pregnancy a new threat? But where is the baby at fault? Just having a psychopath father, takes away the right to live? Just because I am scared of facing the circumstances, I cannot abort the baby. But what if Madhyam harms the baby? Noo... I won't let him do that. I am a mother, mothers are supposed to protect their kids.

Unknowingly, but I was liking the feeling. The feeling of having a baby in my womb. There was a human in me. It was hard for me to believe but it was. I lied down and closed my eyes , and didn't realise when sleep took over.

It's foggy, like the clouds have descended down, I heard voice. Sweet voice, giggles, laughter, a man in the garden is swinging the a baby girl up and down in the air. The girl giggles... The man turns around. I walk closer. It's, it's Manik... i try and run. Run towards Manik but I can't. I can't reach him. The more I run the more farther he goes. I feel trapped. Manik... I want to shout but I can't. Someone holding me back. It's Madhyam, with an injection, he pierces the syringe in me and I wake up. All sweating. My breathing ragged. I sit on the bed. All drenched in sweat, I sit back and look outside, it's still bright. I look at the time and it's only been half an hour since I slept.

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