Till The End

Chapter 9 - Dark past

Is this really love!

As I'm lying on my bed, trying to sleep, all those things said my auntie are still stuck in my mind. Closing my eyes all I can is what happened years back and.... and that dark night when everything was over. My everything.

Flashback:
Eight year old me passed every night crying under the blanket hearing those ugly fights between Mom and Dad. That sound of Dad raising hands on Mom became my night lullaby. They had a love marriage but I don't see love anymore only hatred. All I see is Mom breaking down each day like hell. And Dad.... He never had time for us ,not even for me. Getting home late , drunk and setting out all him temper over Mom. I wanted to stop all these ,stop their fights, Dad's ruthlessness towards Mom but alas! I couldn't. I always craved for the love of my Dad but perhaps it was not destined in my fate. All these was not enough till the day when Dad brought his mistress, Diana to our home. Mom beared all these for the love that no longer existed. She beared having a faith that maybe one day Dad will realize her love. Maybe one day I will get to know what is father's love.
Dad was a businessman or I could say a man who only knew how to make money playing ugly games in name of business. Days came when he started losing money gambling in casinos. Business wasn't going too well for him since he wasn't able to grab any new project. There was another businessman who became a thorn on the road to his ugly trip. Mr.Jonas D'Cruz, probably the biggest business rival of Dad but indeed an honest and efficient businessman. But Dad could not bear so. His business was stumbling because of Mr.Jonas until he hatched the ugly plot of framing the later in a false case making him bankrupt. Bribing the PA of Mr.Jonas, Dad stole the documents of the Project Midas due to which Mr.Jonas suffered huge loss ultimately making him bankrupted. False case was framed against him regarding project funds for which he was summoned to the court.

And then came that dark night when everything was over. The last night when Mom and Dad fought. The last night of me crying under the blanket like hell. The last night I saw Dad... I still remember the news of Mr.Jonas committing suicide came over and Mom got hands of the documents of Mr.Jonas which Dad has stolen and got to know about his hand behind this ugly plot. After Dad came back home that night, Mom questioned him showing the papers. They had the most heated argument that night. Eight year old me hiding behind the door of my room cried like hell, each word of them was buzzing in my ear. I was crying, begging to God to please stop this. All I wanted from him was just a happy family. A simple happy family with three of us. Praying to God if not that then at least not this. But God perhaps had some other plan.

Mom was saying, "How low will you go now? I know it was you behind the bankruptcy."

"So what? This is business and in business everything is fair", Dad shouted with an ugly grudge on his voice.

"No. It's not fair. That man committed suicide because of you. He also has a family, is wife , his kids. Have you thought of it?" Mom said to her utmost horror.

"You.. you just get out of my way or else you know what I'll do", I know...I know he will again beat her up like he is used to do.

"Do whatever you want. I have beared everything. Your torturing me everyday, your temper, your affair, your ruthlessness, your ego...everything. But not today. Now it's enough. What you did this time is not only a crime but a sin", for the first time that night I could hear a rebellious woman speaking out. And then I heard the sound of slap. I know it was Dad. "Shut your mouth. No wonder why I married you. I should have left you by now", he exclaimed.

"Who are you to leave me. Today I am leaving you with my daughter. I will now go to the police , I have all the documents of Project Midas which you have stolen from Mr.Jonas and made him bankrupt. I will show everyone your true colors."

" You will not do anything like that. Give the papers back to me."

"I'll not give you these at any cost. Eila, come out. We have to leave. Come quickly", I went out of the room with shaky legs and mind full of fear when I watched them fighting for the paper near the staircase when Dad pushed Mom down the stairs unintentionally. I rushed to her. Dad also rushed but not to handle her, to get those papers and fled away. That was the moment when I started hating him, not for abandoning me or not giving me the love, but for leaving Mom in that condition dying. I was eight year old. I did not know what to do. How to handle Mom. I was crying. Begging God to save her because she's the only one I have. The only one who loves me more than herself. I remembered calling Katherine auntie and fortunately she came to our rescue. Mom was taken to the hospital in bleeding state. Those stains of blood are still visible in my eyes. I was praying to God, all through the time to please save her, don't let anything happen to her, until doctor came and said that Mom...Mom survived but only to face the worst. The injury on her brain paralysed her and she slipped into Coma. I was relieved that at least she's here with me. I am not alone. But maybe God never wished me to have someone. 

There was no news of Dad after that night. I was passing my day with the hope that one day God might bring Mom back to her senses and we both will live happily in our own small world. But I guess I was not God's favorite child. And so 9 months after the incident Mom's condition got worse and at the end.... At the end, God snatched her from me like he snatched everything.

(Flashback ends)

Tears rolling down my eyes and heart questioning mind , What all I have done to deserve this punishment? Why their love was different from what auntie said today or is this what you get after loving someone.?Why the end had to be like this? Why?