SHORT STORY ANJUM Sometimes, the most beautiful cages are the hardest to leave. In an old haveli wilting under the weight of time, a woman waits. She doesn't speak much. She doesn't cry. She listens-to footsteps that no longer pause for her, to laughter echoing from rooms she no longer enters. Her husband smiles more these days. There's another woman in the house now. The maid, Anjum, moves like a shadow beside her. She is her eyes, her voice, her company. She sees everything-every bruise silence leaves behind, every glance that doesn't land where it used to. But even shadows get tired. Even walls can hear too much. The haveli holds its breath. The pillars groan. The air is thick with something left unsaid. Time is testing the house. The cracks are showing. Will she withstand the pillars turning sharp-digging into her skin while the world watches her bleed in silence? Her eyes are tired. Will they dare step forward to reclaim what's righteous, Or will her truth drag her down to watch her master decay with time? What will she choose? Endure the weight? Leave the walls too damaged to repair? Or fall quietly-tarnishing with everything she once belonged to?

When you loose, you actually find something new. every loss has a peaceful win the other side.

⚠ READ THIS BEFORE YOU CONTINUE ⚠ This story follows a middle-class couple consumed by their insecurities, hatred, and struggles over time. It is a dark, tragic, and painful narrative. There is no justice, no happy ending, and no relief. The epilogue is just as devastating as the rest of the story. If you are sensitive to tragic and angsty themes, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. CONTENT WARNINGS ⚠ Tragic ending Abusive language Abusive relationship Self-harm No redemption, no justice I am NOT forcing anyone to read this. If you choose to continue, do not come to me later complaining about the story, its content, or how it should have ended differently. That is not up for discussion. If you feel the need to dictate how a story should be written, write your own. This is MY work, my imagination, and I STAND BY IT. If this book is not for you, simply don't read it. If you still choose to, that's entirely on YOU.

re writing the book once again will be same or a little different

THE THING IS THE STORY IS ABOUT MOST OF THE HOUSEWIVES OF INDIA, IT'S A STORY WITH MUCH ANGST AND PAIN WANT TO READ STORY READ IT AND DON'T WANT TO DON'T READ IT. I WON'T TOLERATE HATE COMMENTS.