UNSPOKEN LOVE - SHIVIKA

♧EPISODE 1♧

A girl was seen in one of the reowned NGO's of the Delhi city...she was playing with many small children...making them laugh...smile...

Girl "Rani...plz baby...come to ur didi...plz bacha dont run...she didi is shoo tired running...u win...didi lost okay..."

Rani" yay...i defeated anika didi...yayy...i win...didi lose"

The innocent child smiled...making anika's soul happy...making her heart feel with joy seeing the smile of a innocent child...which was taken away from her..when she was small...she feeding rani...when her friend chanda called her..

Chanda- "Ani..ani..got a call from ur mother..she is being humiliated..plz lets go.."

Anika was shocked hearing this..hearing that her mom was again being forced...humilated...by our society...by the so beautiful people who dont leave to disrespect a woman...take away all her dignity by calling her wh**e..sl**..prosti****...and what not...but do a woman really have any mistake when she is raped..everyone starts taking out her faults..when there r any...

Everyone blames her...for going out..for wearing different clothes..for talking to people..for being friendly..for showing her face to outside man..but is she really at fault...

The answer is no..she has no fault..as she is a living being..she has a heart..she has her own freedom..to fly high...and the society is no one..to held her..to put her in chains..she is made to fly..to bring change in the universe..not to be forced and kept in house as someone's trophy...

If she is raped..its the mistake of ur son..ur brother..or ur boyfriend...no one has a right to force a woman..not even a husband..

But only if the society understood..the society leaves no stone unturned to humilate her...in place of support..they throw her in a corner..

All this thoughts were going in her head..as she went to her chawl..her heart pained seeing her mother in pain...not physical but..mental pain..emotional agony...the people of the chawl were again humilating her..as she is a rape victim..yes anika's mother is a rape victim..but she is strong..she never broke down..except when she saw people tauting her daughter anika for being her child...

Her heart pained when she saw her own blood...being taunt and termed as "najayaz" by people..people of the society were so cruel..that they dint take a minute to break a girls hopes...dreams into pieces by calling her najayaz..someone's sin...

But anika could'nt see people hurting her mother..her soul compainion...her everything..for a child her mother is everything..anika's all happiness lay in her..she could never see anyone humilating her mother..in any confition...no child can..

She went to them and asked chanda to take kamala, anika's mom..in..

Anika- " why cant u all..give us a bit if peace..i always pay everything on time..there is no complain against us..from anybody..hen why r u hirting my mom..what has she done to u all"

1 woman" ur mother..is a slut...she had u..without even marrying...and u feel that we will respect her"

Anika"rita aunty..how can u say this things..even after being a woman...dont u feel shame..."

2 nd woman"no one will ever marry u anika...after all u r a sin...just a mere sin..."

Anika" i know its my life..."

Other's went..while anika thought..

Anika's pov

No one will ever marry me..as i will never believe in relationships..in today's world love is difficult..it welcomes betrayals..lust..sadness..and at last he will use u and leave u..i can never fall in love after my mother's bitter past..it is said that relationships r like mirror...once it breaks it becomes nearly imposible to mend it again..for me love love is only good in movies and books..as in real life it comes with sadness..i know that no one will ever accept me..after knowing my background..i will never fall in love...

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Guys do tell how is it...

By diyaadhikary

Even though the plot idea was mine..amu..made this beautiful..i know i can never match with ur writing power amu..bas tried..love u...

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