A girl, Priyanka Chopra, being one of the friendliest and down-to-earth human is the one who loves equality. But is the world also fair to her ? Do they also equal the amount of her love and care ? Her depression and sucidial thoughts are ceased whe...
Finally, I am in a relationship with my girl, my princess. I have no words to express my gratitude to God. I confidently shared my secrets with her without any fear. I told her why my father hits my mom i.e the pride and arrogance he has due to his business and that he hates his wife to be successful ( in her business ). Back then, my mother being only a 16 - year old teenager, having just completed studying school, was forced to marry my father because of the sudden financial loss of her family. Since then, whatever she did for her own benefit was disliked by him.
My girlfriend helped me recover from my negative emotions and feelings. A sign of love, I believe it to be. I shared my childhood stories upon which she laughed endlessly. Her laugh was cute. She then narrated to me how she longed to have a sibling, how she would care for and support him/her, and would prove to be the best sister. But alas, she didn't have one.
Priyanka told me that her parents fought this way too and that, her childhood had passed hearing defeaning whines at midnights. She was and is still an insomniac mainly because of the depression and stress of her family and the fake friends she had since her first breath of her life. She was a social girl who made numerous, or rather countless, friends but the real face of them was soon revealed when they used to mock Priyanka, insult her family and make her feel inferior, and useless, giving her trivial respect. A question rose up in my mind, how could someone mock one when they are all good and nice to you? But anyhow, this was how the world worked. Sweetness is weakness. Everyone used her. I repeat, everyone. Her depression had led her to attempt suicide but nature gave her patience and today, she was here, with me, in love.
Priyanka's p.o.v
I was all lost in Haider. I had forgotten Ella. I had forgotten that I had to return home before 8. I looked at my watch, it said 9 p.m . I was thunderstruck. I hugged Haider while greeting goodbye. I greeted good bye to Ella and her mother too ( who was faking a smile, being broken inside ). I called my driver. His phone went off. There was no answer to my calls. Haider, who was watching me from the terrace, asked loudly from there as what was the problem. I told him about my unanswered calls to driver until when... he offered me to drop me to home. Although it was a risk, I didn't reject. I accepted it, as a sweet gift of his. Ella came with us. We both sat in the back seat. He, being in the driver seat, adjusted the front mirror on me. It took us 15 minutes to reach my home. As I entered outside the car, having said them thankyou, Haider and Ella waited for the door of house to be opened.
My mother opened the gate. She was enraged and mad at me for getting late, she started scolding me just as she had opened the gate, "Where had you been ? Your watch isn't working or something? What time is it girl, did you see ? No, why would you even try to! I won't let you go anywhere else now from now on. Everything banned for you. " Her taunts were paused when she saw Haider and Ella, who had not gone yet. Haider had already introduced by Priyanka about her parents but this drama scene was something new for Ella, or rather surprising. My mother continued, this time pointing to Ella and Haider, "These friends of yours is brought by millionaire. These rich people, especially the ones who run businesses, don't care for the time. They won't ever. But you, you girl, look here, I'll break your legs if you ever step outside this house..." "No, please don't do this with Priyanka," it was Haider who supported me now, "please don't do this. It 's my request earnestly to you..." "Who, by the Heaven's sake, are you who have to tell me what should I do with my daughter and what not? " "Yes, I know I don't have any right to do so but please understand. It was my fault. My car's engine sucks. My car stopped in the mid of the way. The mechanic took way too much time like almost an hour to reach. We left at 7.50 but unfortunately, reached at 9.15. "Oh, please, please! Go, do your work! You children had trying to fool me ? Who do you think am I, a three year old infant who'd believe you ? If you really left at 7.50 then why didn't she call the driver?" "She did call the driver almost for twenty minutes but he didn't respond." "Oh. The driver was sitting infront of me from 7 till 8 and no single call came to him, now stop lying you liars. And yes, both of you, don't spoil my child. Your dad and mum may be rich and high-classed but I don't want my child, my only girl, to be spoilt. Don't ever come near her. Or else you would have to face your own consequences. Off you go."
Haider raced the car and they went off silently. I loved Haider for how he tried to save me although knowing my mother's nature, but I was sobbing. I can't ever live without Haider. I can't loose one more person from my life, specially him who means everything to me. I hope fate has written good luck for me in the upcoming days.
"Oh God, Please help me." I sighed.
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