Mayrajha00
She was only six.
Six - when she learned how cruel words could sound behind a smile.
> "Bina baap ke bhi bacchi kitni khush rehti hai..."
They laughed.
But Maya didn't.
That one sentence shattered something inside her -
the innocence, the trust, the peace.
Every night after that, she whispered to her toys,
"Why don't I have a father? Am I that different?"
But the silence answered louder than words ever could.
Home was supposed to be safe,
but for Maya, it became a place of fear -
where love had limits, laughter had lies,
and even the walls seemed to whisper her name with pity.
She grew up carrying wounds no one saw,
smiling when it hurt, and pretending when it burned.
Because for Maya, childhood wasn't about dreams...
it was about survival.
And the most painful part?
No one even noticed she was breaking.
"Even laughter can destroy a child."