[Manik POV]

We were having our breakfast warmly with some light chit chat when suddenly Daima started to firing on nandini with venomous words. I know it was hurting her but we all were too shocked with daima's sudden act and her disliking towards Nandini that anyone of us got a chance to stop her or to handle the matter going so far but when daima started to accuse her filthy. I felt hurt seeing her teary eyes and was about to stop daima but before me Nandini took a stand for herself. I felt her every harsh word she threw on daima, somewhere I felt bad for daima but I know she was spitting truth that daima actually was despising her from the very first day. I looked every one's reaction they were looking shocked with Nandini retort but they also have a proud look on their faces because she isn't weak, she shown that she is a strong woman and self dependent. Because we all are tired of Daima this behavior towards every big town woman.

After giving a very long speech  Nandini walked upstairs with a hurt face. I know Nandini isn't a girl who loose control really fast but I felt it was something sensitive about her past which daima aggravated because her expression was so much holding pain, pain her her voice.

"What the hell was that daima???" Abhi quickly reacted when Nandini vanished in air "how can you say that, janti kya hai aap uske bare me, haan??" He shouted furiously his lungs out that we all went stiff "kya jante hai aap..hamare bare me. You are right,  Nandini and I share a different relationship avery different one. Tou know what I love Nandini..I love her but not like a sister or a friend. I love her more than this."he shouted taking a pause and we all got shocked on his confession, his confession shook me to the core.

Abhi loves Nandini but he..he is married.!!!

"I love her more than myself more than anyone but not like sister, friend or lover. Yes you guys  heard me right. I love her but like..like my BABY. MY CHILD!!  Sunne me shayd ajib zarur lage pr behen Nahi apni beti ki tarah pyar krta hu main usse" he confessed looking emotional and he choked on his last words and suddenly I felt guilty on doubting their relationship " pata hai kyu..kyunki uski life k hr emotional breakdown pr mene use bhai ya frnd ki tarah nahi ek father ki tarah handle kia hai. Duniya ki nazar me vo bhale hi ek cruel harsh strong lady lagti ho pr main janta hu on emotional terms she is like a baby, use kuch smj nahi aata vo kya kare."he again choked with emotions and his eyes looking teary but then again he looked at daima with furious eyes "aur apne kaha tha na k vo mere sath hi sbse zada kyu rehti hai she should be with her family. You know why..because I am her family, her only family. Vo mere sath itni comfortable islie rehti hai because she only trust me around herself. Is dunia me msin hi sirf ek esa insaan hu jispe vo khud se zada trust krti hai or rahi baat mukti k shaq krne ki to uske mene hamari wedding night pr hi clear kr dia tha k Nandini hamesha se meri first responsibility rahi h or main meri priorities change nahi karunga or agr Nandini k lie muje mukti ko chorna pade to main vo b karunga kyunki I am her only gurdian uski ki mom to pichle 8salo se coma me hain or agr unke baad uske koi hai to vo sirf main or dad. Main nandini ka tbtk khyal rakhunga jbtk uska koi khyal rakhne wala uski life me ni aa jata. Mukti go and pack our bags hum aaj hi yaha se ja rahe hai!!" he spitted out loud and clear than walked away leaving all of us shocked.

"Daima!!apne ye kya kia. Vo mehmaan the hamare. Aur aap hi to kehti hai mehmaan bhagwaan hote hai, phir apne Nandini ko is tarah zaleel kia. Pata ni bechari kesi hogi is waqt."buasahaab stated bitterly.

"Daima!!apne ye thik nahi kia. App bina kuch jane kisi ko kese judge kr sakti hai." Uncle brij asked her disbelievingly.

"Daima!! Humne apse kuch ni kaha but ye sach hai k hum sb ne dekha k aap pehle din se Nandini or uski friends ko ni pasand karti aap but fir bhi is tarah zaleel krna. Not fair!!!" This time it was Abir who accused her.

"Daima!!aap meri shadi k pehle muje b to pasand ni krti thi but dekgiye aab aap or hum kitne ache terms me hai. Atleast aap Nandini ko smjne ka ek mauka deti. Daima believe me vo bht achi hai."Mahar persuaded her but daima's head hung low.

Everyone was keep on saying or accusing her about something but I was the one stood their silently because Abhi's words still blaring in my ears the loudest. My mind was feeling with the questions of Nandini's parts, family, the man she always sees then fall weak. How badly she is hurt from inside and what is her past, why she stays quiet always.

Gohd!!my head will be burst soon any min...!!!!

"Manik apko hame kuch nahi bolna hai??" Daima asked in a hurt tone and I looked at her in daze not understanding what she is asking about but again without saying or reacting anything I rushed from there towards Nandini's room.

[Nandini POV]

____flashbacks____

Its been three days my dad leaved us here to rot in this house. My mom behavior turned harsh, she looked stressed and double of her age just in two days. She talked less and indulged herself in work all day.

Third day afternoon after my father left us. I was quietly sitting coloring my drawing and mom same like three days engrossed in her work meanwhile we heard a hard knock on our door. Mom quickly got up to open the door and there wascstanding four well dressed man with some files in tbeir hands my mom frowned but asked them who they are and their next answer left my mom pale and frozen.

"We are from bank or aap logo ko ye ghr teen din me khali krna tha ab tk hua kyu nahi???"

"Ye aap kya keh rahe hai,ghr khali krna tha dekhiye aap galat jagah aagae honge mere pati se aap chahe to baat krle." Mom stated not believing them.

"Dekhiye hame nahi pata aap k pati kon hai pr ye ghr  Ashvini Agnihotri ne bank ko bech dia hai"-and that was it my mom tears streamed down from her face uncontrollably, whatever my father told her three days back was truth. He actually sold that house.

My father name was Ashvini Agnihotri but after my father did to us I changed my sir name to my mother's maternal sir name 'Murthy'. My father loved my mom to the extent that they jept my name on their first and last. Nandita' s 'Nandi' and Ashvini's 'ni' or may it was also a part of his lie.

However, bank men gave us complete one hour to empty the house because it was the deadline. My mom came to me and adk me to take whatever the thing I wanted to carry with me and she walked away to pack other things, tears never leaving her eyes only one thought was running in her head where she will go and what she will do.

After packing our stuffs that have almost nothing we left the house, I tried alot to ask my mother where are we going but every time she cried or scold me on my continuous blabbering. My mom whole way looking lost in her thought and finally after so much thinking she decided to adk help to Yashodha maasi. She was hesitant to ask any help from her but she was the only woman who could help us , she was the only woman who was closest to my mom and who can help mom even on her dead body. She never thought she would ask any big favor of shelter to her but she knew that she was helpless. She was scared and nervous thinking about to live at her home and the consequences which would come along with it because there was a demon sitting in her house whom my mom despised most but the game of destiny that brought her there only. May Yashodha maasi was a kind and friendly woman but her husband pakhar was a disgusted man. He always had his lustfull dirty eyes on my mom. He always gave wrong sighs to my mom and always unbrace her in wrong way. I always noticed that my mom never comfortable around him and he gave mom some weird looks which was confusing for me but I sensed it not the positive one.

Welll!!if fate wanted to destroy you she pour more troubles on ur head at a single time.

Eventually, we reached Yashodha maasi's home but my mom take a long breath before knocking at her door. I quietly observed my mom's behavior she was shivering and sweating at the same time, she was wiping her face with saree pallu every now. An action of fear and nervousness. Finally the door opened by maasi and her smile widened seeing mom on her door steps but quickly fall when she us with luggage but she first invited her inside. The moment my mom get in she hugged maasi and cried bitterly and maasi consoled her after so much of insisting my mom told her everything my father did to us. Maasi felt anger and hurt at the same time but she quickly agreed to gave us a stay. She gave us something to it before my mom checked her house and not finding maasi's husband she sighed in relief.

Its been two days living at maasi's house but my mom wasn't looking comfortable at all. She always sat in a corner looking terrified. Maasi's husband came home late at night and leave the house at 9 in morning for work but still in between he never leave gave her lustful dirty gaze,at my mom. He undressed mom with his eyes every time he sees her nad touch her inappropriately while he walked intentionally rubbing in her which maasi never noticed.

One evening it was something important that maasi has to go to market alone to buy something while my mother decided to cook for her but don't know from where that day maasi's husband came home early in evening and finding me and my mom alone in the house he grinned. My mom was busy in cooking in the kitchen when she felt a hand on her waist sliding and she quickly jerked it away and turned to find the devil smirking at her.

"Kya kr rahe h aap??"my mom shouted.

"Oho!!chillane ki zarurat nahi hai tumhare lie hi kr raha hu ab pati tumhara chor k chala gaya to tume kisi ki zarurat to hogi hi. Pata nahi kesa,kamina pati tha tumhara itni khubsurat biwi ko koi chor k jata hai bhala or vese b jbse tum apne pati k sath is mohalle me aai ho muje bs jalan hi hoti thi usse. Kya biwi mili thi usi!!" He stated grinning flirtatiously while eyeing her lustfuly.

"Kya bakwaas kr rahe hai aaap?"my mom again shouted.

"Chalo ab natak band bhi karo muje pata,hai tumhe kya chaiye or muje tumse kya chahiye. Abi yqshodha nahi hai ghr pr chalo jaldi apna kaam nimta lete hai"he whispered in my mom ears to near to her liking and my mom pushed him away and slapped her hard and when she tried to walk away,he holded her hand jerking her back pinning her in wall.,my mom wriggle in his hold but he was smirking at her and then tried to lean into kiss her but mom again jerked him and tried to ran away but he threw her on ground and hovering over her he pinned her under him and again tried to kiss her but she again jerked him but this time she again failed because he quickly hover on her and almost unwrapped her saree opening the top but of her blouse so that her cleavage was on full display seeing this his eyes turned darker in lust and he forced her more under him kissing her their. My mom shouted but no one heard her and I was sound slept in room.

"Dekho ab natak band krdo,,muje pata hai tumhe b ye sb acha lg raha hai."he stated hoarsely while controlling my mom wriggling posture under him but again she pushed him with full force and tried to get up and run but he holded her leg and she fallen top on him and exactly at the same moment maasi walked in and her shopping bags fell in shock seeing them in a compromise position. My mom and that devil too heard the gasp and falling sound and they turned their face to look at maasi who was frozen at her place. Her husband quickly pushed mom and walked towards maasi.

"Yashu!!maine..maine ku..kuch nahi kia sb..sb is aurat ne. Yahi mere sath kb kb se zabardasti kr rahi thi. Ye aurat bht bht ghatiya hai. Iska pati chor k chla gaya isse to apni zaruratqin mujse puri krwana chahti thi . Bht ghtiya hai ye aurat.."he stated pretending disgusted and my mom  gaped him in shock covering herself with teary eyes and Yashodha maasi was standing numb.

"Yasho..yashodha ye ye admi jhut bol..bol raha hai..ye mere..mere sath zaba.."my mom sobbed and before she completed yashodha,maasi took a shocking step.

"S L A P!!!!" "Kitni ghatiya aurat ho tum apni halat dekho tum. Muje meri pat k khilaf bhadka rahi ho. Mere pati pr pehle dore dale ap uspr ilzaam laga rahi ho, dekha tha mene kese aaram se mere pati k upr leti hui thi tum. Muje nahi pata tha jise main saheli samajhti thi apni vo meri shadi shuda zindagi barbaad krne aai  hai"maasi shouted with tears and my mom shook her head.

"Yaqeen karo mera ya hi mere sath zabardas..." again maasi interrupted.

"Bas bht bol lia jhut aaj tk meri pati k bare me kabi kisi ne esa nahi kaha. Apni gqndi harqatain mere pati pr thop rahi hai. Tum itni ghatiya or phuhar aurat ho muje pata nahi tha"maasi shouted on mom again meanwhile her house filled with bystanders " apna khud ka pati chor k chala gaya to dusto k pati pr dore dalogiiii"she again yelled breathing heavily and my mom thumped on floor crying bitterly.

"Are to esi bachalan aurat ko rakha kyu apne ghr me" a random woman stated.

"Muje to laga ye sharuf hogi pr dekho yaha kesi besharmi kr rahi hai. " another eomsn spoken this time.

"Aur ni to kya, muje lgta hai iske pati ne b ise kahi mu kala krte pakda hoga tbhi to itns pyar krne wala pati koi apni biwi ko chorta hai"

"Are ye nihayati behaya or bachaln kism ki lgti hai abhi pati ko chor k gae hafta bhr bhi na hue yaha apni raate rangeen krne k paitre aazma rahi hai"

"Are yashodha pheko ise apne ghr k bahar abhi or sbko mana kr do ki is bad chalan aurat ko koi madad krne ki koshish na kare bhuli khubsurat shkl leke dusro k pati ko phasati hai"

Bystanders kept on pointing out my mom's character while my mom sitting on the floor helpless , miserable at that moment she felt her soul tearing apart by their allegations. They fill her soul dirty with their allegations. After a long scene maasi threw us out of her house while my mom keep on advocating her character, claiming herself pure and innocent vut no one heard her they just insulted my mom.

Again destiny threw her in more worst condition and this time her heart and soul was tired and lost. First my father injured her soul and then that bloody pakhar . My mom soul was bleeding uncontrollably, the time she needed the support for herself she still was caring about me. Me and mom roaming on the road of mumbai and night was falling slowly as like our fate and from there my hatered towards men grew more. My journey of hatred increased and encouraged from there. In that datk night my mom keep on telling only one thing every now with her broken voice.

"Nandini!!!beta tumhari maa pavitra hai uske charitra pr koi daag nahi hai..."

____Flashback end_____

Guyss!!!a sneak peak from Nandini's past  she has more reason to hate man because her and her mom's life not just destroyed by a single man.

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