They were enjoying their peaceful life together at that village. Razia was seven now and was being raised by her mother. Her mother was working hard and now Razia was also helping her in whatever way she could. Her mother was like a shield for her, protecting from every evil thing that comes in their way.
"Let's go maa, I don't want to miss aarti this time" Razia called her mother. They were going to a famous temple at the occasion of 'Durgapooja', to pray and to thank maa durga for their happiness and good life.
As Razia and her mother entered the premises of temple she saw a large crowd and tightened her hold on her mother's hand to stay protected. Her mother was the only one with whom she felt safe... safe from all the negativity, all the evils.
It was looking amazing with all the decoration of lights and flowers, there were colors all over the street,everyone was playing 'Dandiya', ladies were looking like goddess in their traditional clothing .Razia was wearing a pink colored frock, with a ponytail made of her silky hairs which were tied by a pink ribbon. She was looking like a little cute doll in that outfit. Her mother was wearing a green 'saree' with red bangles in her hands, and was also wearing a bindi on her forehead. She was looking very pretty in that outfit. Razia loved her mom to dress up that way.
She was very happy but didn't knew that her happy little world was soon going to be consumed by darkness.
Suddenly her mother fixed on the spot where she was standing and all the color drained from her face. Razia tugged her mothers hand and asked "What happened maa?"
But she didn't get any reply from her so she followed her line of site and saw a man staring at them with rage on his face.
"Who is he maa?" Razia asked her mother as she moved even closer and her lips trembling in fear. Before her mother could say anything that man started coming forward and she noticed another women carrying a baby boy in her arms was standing behind him.
He came in front them looking even more vicious. His gaze lowered to Razia, he snarled at her and fixed his gaze on her mother again.
"You thought you could ran away from me that easily and save that little runt from me" He said in menacing tone and a second later he slapped her mother making her hit ground.
She started crying and Razia was frozen on her place with sheer terror on her face, She saw her only shield from this cruel world collapsing in front of her eyes.
That man grabbed her mother's hair and started pulling her at the center of a huge crowd that was created around them. Her mother screamed, begged to that man to let them go but he only strike her with all his power.
"PLEASE HELP! He will kill me please- Aaahh" Her mother begged from those people to come and help her, save her but they just stood there and watched her while she was assaulted.
He grabbed her by throat and she stilled, turned her head to Razia and gasped "RUN"
Razia saw her mother's body stilled and lay at the ground lifeless. Finally her legs moved and she started running in opposite direction but her small legs didn't helped her and someone caught her strikes on her, she lost her consciousness.
Her world became dark, She lost her only shield and her support, she lost her mother.
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Aarti- prayer
Maa Durga- we worship goddess durga as our mother.
Durga pooja- it is a festival in India in which we worship goddess durga.
Dandiya- it is a popular dance form practiced throughout India. Wooden sticks are used as prop in it.
Saree- traditional Indian clothing
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