It was a rainy day, though it was not monsoon. I felt the drops of water from my Bathroom shower could have made me feel I was standing in the rain …
I finished my bath shower of more than one hour as I was standing still and crying like hell underneath my Bath-shower .I came out; kept my hairs wet without rubbing my body I just had my dress, (don’t feel like though wearing it) , had my touch up make up as always and went downstairs to have my breakfast (bread with omelette) as always my mom prepares for me – a delightful breakfast to start my day. But today we have chapatti – curry also along with my delightful breakfast...
This was for the man whom I hate the most in the world – My father. This man came to my life just a week ago; making our life hell from heaven. I never saw my father from my childhood and I never asked my grandma or mom about him. Before I could have asked them about him in my childhood, I was been told that my father was somewhere far away working and earning for us ; and one day he will be with us.
And lol, he is here after 18 years since he left my mom and grandma alone after my birth. It was a bright sunny evening when he came one day to our house. We were chitchatting and I was playing with my mom as it was my vacation and my school has been closed after my studies. My mom and grandma told me to go upstairs and I could have barely just hear my mom crying , shouting and my grandma sobbing for hours after this drama came to an end and I was called by my mom after hours downstairs and was told that’s he –“My Father”. I never thought of asking her more about him until that happened one night after his arrival.
That was dreadful night when that shameless man-my so called father entered my bedroom and tried having sex with me. I was to shout but he made me shut my mouth, covered my hands and legs with some cloth and forced me to do that which I think I could have done with my dream man in my life. After that bad 3-4 hours of paining night he took weird snaps of mine and told me he will give this to all those social networking sites which would cause my mom to a sarcastic end of her life.
That made me to an end of everything; as my mom was my world. And this was not the end, this was just a beginning night after night, smarter was he though he came with precautions not to get caught. And again last night, could not think of as he was a dreadful monster making me very weak, tired and don’t have words to say…I thought of making an end of this life and everything but could not just because of my mom…
This story to be continued after a while….