It was dark…. dark ... deep, black and silent
She felt she was thirsty
W here was she? She tried to get up. Ooch! There wasa piercing pain in every cell of her body. What had happened?
She tried to remember.
Yes she had gone to the market and was coming home.
While walking towards the parking lot she was whisked inside a car. There were four people inside. All of them looking at her with lusty eyes.
Suddenly she screamed. She felt they were lurking somewhere
‘Doctor nurse….
This was Ajay her husband
‘Mona what happened.’
He sounded tensed.
Through his voice she could feel the love, the worry, the concern for her
‘Ajay Ajay ………’
She screamed
Yes dear I am here .Holding his hand tightly she looked at him
Both of them understood the silent language. She said everything without uttering a word
She started crying silently than there were whimpers which turned into howls.
The nurse came in with Dr Reena
Reena went to Mona’s bed
‘Let her cry Ajay .’ Reena said
‘The police are here Reena told them
‘Mona do you feel you can give a statement.’
‘Statement .What statement?She asked
‘Ajay what are the police here for?’
Ajay went out of the room
Reena sat near Mona .’You have to tell them Mona the culprits should get punished.’
Mona was crying silently
‘Water’ she said. ‘I am thirsty ‘.
The police officer came inside
'Madam if you can just answer some questions it will be easy to catch them.'
She answered the questions. She was totally drained out when they left. ‘
Reena didi ‘Mona called
‘Yes Mona you want something’
‘ I want to sleep’
I will give you a sedative
‘No I want to sleep for ever ‘Mona said
‘Mona’ this was Ajay’s voice
‘Let her sleep Ajay she will be fine.’
Slumber, sleep, sleep sleep………… she thought it was heaven. Suddenly she woke up she saw that face near her tried to scream but her voice was not responding.
The four of them were laughing. They had ripped her body
The feelings of insult, torment, ridicule were ripping her soul apart.
Finally they had dropped her at a place. Dazedly she took a cab and came home. The driver looked at her suspiciously but she was walking in a trance
She did not remember what happened after that.
Suddenly she remembered Chavi her daughter
Where is Chavi?
‘Ajay’ she called
‘Chavi?
‘Yes Mona Chavi is fine. We will go home today.’
They reached home. Her home -she looked at it with strange eyes .Everything seemed changed. Chavi came to her and hugged her
‘Mama, how are you’ she asked
With her small hands she tried to wipe her tears away.
‘Chavi beta Mama wants to lie down’
‘Yes papa ‘she said
‘Chalo Mama I will take you to the bedroom.’
The small child was unable to understand what had happened
Inside the bedroom she felt like a stranger.
With blank eyes she stared at the walls.
Ajay came with a tray
‘Mona have something to eat I have made some soup and some sandwiches.’
She sat on the bed. She tried to sip the soup.
Tasteless, metallic Ajay had made it so lovingly.
He was a good cook He used to make good soups. She looked at him
She saw the sadness, the love, the concern for her .
The love was so obvious but it almost pained her. Love could hurt.
She burst into tears.
‘Why’ why was her peaceful world ripped off so cruely. What had she done
What had Ajay and Chavi done?
Those four demons What sort of humans were they? No ,they were demons.
Ajay coaxed her to eat the sandwich.
Chavi was looking at her with fear in her eyes
Poor child, she touched her hair ,chavi smiled.
Mona had a fresh burst of tears.
It was time to go to bed
The doctor had given a sedative
Sleep heavenly sleep
Suddenly she got up with a start.
Yes she will end all this she has to
She will go away for ever.
Why should Ajay suffer with her. She decided. She got up,.looked at Ajay her husband of ten years. She and Ajay had been happy in their world. Chavi had made them happier. There was nothing more she could have asked for from God. Life was very fulfilling. She worked as a painter from home. Her small apartment was lovingly decorated by her .Her friends admired her house. She went to the room which was her studio.
A big painting of Daffodils was standing there. It was a bunch of blooms which she had finished colouring that afternoon. She stood in front of it. No she has to leave all this. Silently she looked at her paints her, unfinished paintings for the last time.
She stopped outside Chavi’s room. She went inside. Chavi was sleeping with her teddy bear.
She looked at her face. Tommorow when Chavi gets she will not have her mother. Mona looked at her daughter. Said a silent goodbye. She will not be there when chavi grows up. She stifled a cry. Softly she touched Chavi’s hair lovingly, she stroked her head.
No it was now or never. She had to leave.
Hastily she got up. Tried to walk away from her daughter’s bed. Something tugged her gown. She looked back .Chavi was holding the belt of her gown tightly. For a second she thought Chavi was awake. No she was not awake. Unconciously she had got hold of her gown and was holding it tightly .Mona remembered that as a baby, Chavi would often do this.
Mona sat on the bed. She looked at her daughter.
This was a big moment and her mind which was firm till this moment became shaky.
How can she go away like this leaving her family/What had Chavi and Ajay done to deserve this fate?
She will not go. She will mend her life. She will gather the pieces of her soul and try to live again. Her body will soon heal. The soul will take longer. But she will not give up- for Ajay for Chavi.
Ajay entered the room with a worried look.
‘What are you doing here?’ he asked
‘Nothing, finding the broken pieces of my life and putting them together’. she said
Ajay looked at her with infinite tenderness
Yes Mona we will start our life all over again. We will leave this city and find a new life.
Together, they weeped in silence
.
‘You know something’ said Ajay
‘Your unfinished painting is alredy sold
‘What”? Mona asked
One of my client was here yesterday and he bought it for himself. He has asked for more such paintings
Both of them smiled at each other.
The Daffodils were happy
Thanks Lionbikash for your interesting comments.Its nice that you found the story optimistic.Its very difficult for me to write a dark story.May be because Iam a hardcore optimist myself.Your description of child birth as the birth of hope is quite right.
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Dear Keyaa,
Two things come out strongly in your writings: Symbolism and Optimism. Actually at the end of the story I did not find the story sad, rather I found the rainbow of hope, which I think is always associated with all of your blogs, at least whatever I have read. Somehow I get a feeling that the agony you weave is the pain of child delivery. At the end there is birth of future and hope.
I am intrigued about the symbolism part.
Bikash
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Thanks Aparna for your touching comments.Yes it was Mona's struggle which I wanted to bring out in the blog.As a wife as a mother as a person and as a rape victim where she has to fight with terrible feelings.I agree with you that no mother should ever have to face such situation where she has to leave her child.Thanks again for visiting.
Thanks Kalyanee for reading my blog.Yes there are loose ends.The story has a sad tone and what I wanted to emphasise was that life has to go on.Its all fine in movies where you go and take revenge but as you rightly mentioned its a very remote or a null possibility in India. Thanks again for sharing your views.
Lucky you to see a beautiful rainbow enjoy
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Keyaa!
I don't have words to say how much I liked it...I wouldn't want a single word changed in your blog.. it was just beautiful... feelings of Mona were brought out so well.. it was as if I was seeing her for real.. great job!
I totally agree with you that it is a very hard situation to cope up with and get along with your life but life should go on, no matter what... you just cannot throw it away because something bad happened. Life is never fair all the time. You got to search for something positive, when the whole world around you seems so negative.. and nothing can be as hard as doing that. But for Mona her husband and her daughter were positive elements, and it was great that she yielded to them. And as a mother, I had tears when I read the part where Mona goes to her daughter's room to say good-bye.. I wish no mom should ever come across such situation in her life, where she has to part with her child. It is most painful and most devastating experience.
Great story, loved every bit of it...
Aparna
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Hello Keyaa,

Nice story but loose ends. How can she get back her
lost happiness or forget the past?
Or perhaps i felt it that way, because I have seen
many movies and seem to like them (Death Wish, Eye For An Eye, etc)
where vengeance seems the only way out
in such cases, however unbelievable it may seem
(especially if the law is unable to help).
Although it is highly unlikely that a middle-class, educated
Indian person will be able to get violent (even for revenge)
or even possess a gun .
Keep writing!
Kalyanee
p.s : it's raining out here, with a beyooootifool rainbow
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Thanks Maddss123 for your comments.Yes I agree with you that the culprits should be punished and that too in a very hard way.But tell me how many times do the culprits get a punishment.I read about a case of a nurse in a hospital in Mumbai who was raped and was tied up with some chains.This made her a vegetable.She is still in the hospital and the culprit is free and leading a normal life.In our country the pending cases so long to give a judgement that people forget the incident.Public memories are very short.Here in this blog I was trying to emphasise the need to pick up the pieces of life and start a process which would help to put the incident -to bury it.I know nobody can totally forget this the scars would remain,still. The culprits and the punishment was one issue which Idid not want to touch because even if I write about them be given a harsh punishment our court procedure will take its own sweet timeThanks again for visiting and sharing your views.
Thanks Salil for your kind comments.You understood why I wrote this story.yes I wanted to bring out the inner battle of a rape victim.I was thimking from the poit of view of the victim and her life.Thanks for interpreting my blog as I wanted it to be.
Thanks Nargis for your thoughtful comments.This is a delicate issue.Yes the title could have been a different one.But I chose this to signify a positive step forward in forgetting the sad incident.We hear and read about such incidents all the time.Life is not easy sometimes.
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Keyaa
The story has been written sensitively, however, I don't accept the out come, its fine to pick the pieces of shredded life. But, more important is to punish the culprits, probably hang them by there balls with a shortest rope on the tallest tree.
maddss
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Keyaa,
What beautiful expressions you have penned. The struggle inside the character's mind feels so real.
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Hi Keyaa, this was such a moving blog. Since hope is the silver lining here, you could have chosen a 'sunflower' instead, because this is the flower that always faces the light:-} But on second thoughts, 'Daffodils' was made famous by Wordsworth and definitely has a better ring to it:-} Good read indeed.
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Thanks S DDDDDDDDDD for your comment.This is disturbing story.These things are more common in our society than we are ready to accept.Yes Mona is blessed with a loving family which is what I wanted to emphasise.
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Thanks Bharatborn for your comments.The title was misinterpreted because it suggets a light story.I chose this title because I felt that if you have to face life you have to forget certain incidents.Mona is a painter who has painted those blooms.This paiting is already sold,so to highlight this fact that she can again go back to her former life I chose the title.Daffodils here are not used as happy blooms but as a positive step which she has to take with a herculean effort.
Thanks Priya for your comments.Rape can happen to anyne there is no age bar for this.Even if we do not accept this these things do happen.The title represented a step forward in the direction to forget the sad episode
Thanks Rutuja for your comments.Yes the story had someting missing.It is the element of happiness .Mona has to find that happiness and it will be a difficult journey.Thanks again for visiting.
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