Nothing like fairytales ( ON TEMPORARY HOLD )

Chapter - 2

She couldn't stop herself from weeping. Her palms kneaded her eyes as if to stop the tears from running out. They couldn't. It's a hopeless battle.

She won't know why she was crying, or for which certain thing?

After all, life has never been a fairy tale to her!

She had shed tears of blood on her mother's death. In hope that God will take pity seeing her miserable condition and eventually send her mother back to her. But what a foolish thought that was. On that day she lost all the rights of being a child and demanding things. A child within her died and yet no one care. Because they weren't able to see the turmoil brewing inside her. And she wasn't good at sharing her feelings.

Why?

Because the only person who can hear her demands and bare tantrums left her all alone in the worlds of wolves.

She cried in her pillow, yelling at everything or anything. Why her mother left her alone? When did she know her daughter can't even breathe without her?
"Then how she can leave her for suffering ?" How she was going to face this cruel world ?"

How?

She never was a troubled child or we can say she couldn't get a time for herself to get into trouble. After her mother, the responsibility of her housekeeping came to her eventually, some relatives help her for few months, but then their true color came into view. And that was the time the little girl grew up suddenly.

When we have our parents shadow us the world seems full of br colorlour. But when they left us then we enter into the real world. A world that wasn't so full of bright colors rather it's full of dark shades waiting for eating us alive. Ready to corrupt our souls with of its cruelty.

It's taken a huge toll on her. She was breaking slowly - slowly but no one able to see it. "How could they ?" she never let a tear slips out of her eyes in front of anyone. No one care actually, all were busy in their world and when you have suffered alone, you built many walls around yourself. Faking and masking of your true feelings and smiles.

It's how she has become now, hollow from inside. A wounded soul.

She wiped her tears and sat up back leaning in the headrest.

Veer is coming!

She was numbed by the dreadful news. The havoc came without any warning engulfing her whole in.

This one name broke so many empty lanes of memories. Memories which she never wants to travel knowing they will be too much to bearing for her poor soul.

"She doesn't know how to react ?"

" How to behave ?"

" What should be her reaction to this?"

This was all too much for her already filled mind.

She didn't know anything else, but his name. He didn't give her the moment to know him. He was the sore stick that had stuck in her life. She can't leave him, can't hold him. He is that enigma to her, which she couldn't able to understand nor she wanted to understand.

She had been married to that stranger for four years now, and after all that years he is still a stranger to her.

Only his name left a bitter taste in her mouth. How much she had tried to forget it thinking as a nightmare but alas, it's not easy when people near all-time remind you of your unbearable reality proving you wrong.