Tanubhrt.This.Side

She was raped.
Yes, she was raped.
Not, once, twice or thrice,
but many times.
Not by one, two or three,
but by many.
But, the tear in her eye,
was not because of shame,
not because of what society would say,
not because she was in pain,
The tear in the eye was because,
he was a friend, a brother, a soul mate.
A friend, she held close to her heart.
A friend she talked to whenever she was sad.
A friend she thought would fight for her.
But the look that he gave her that day,
shattered her, her dreams, her innocence.
The touch that gave her support,
the hit that strengthened their bond once,
hit her hard this time.
The touch made her question her existence.
Innocent child was she and the innocence was lost!!
Friendship meant nothing to her anymore.
Strong girl she was though,
on losing a relationship,
she did not questioned others.
But, life had other plans for her.
Lost in a dreamy world,
she was sleeping.
Was worried about something and
was trying to figure out a way,
in her dreams.
But, what turned a nightmare was a touch.
And this time, it was the one,
she felt while tying the rakhi knot.
Stunned she was,
could not believe what was happening.
But the hand,
it moved throughout the entire body,
as if trying to eat it all !!
Her soul was hit hard this time.
But, silly was she.
Did not spoke a word,
did not wanted to break so many relationships.
But what she did not realized was that,
the soul was shattered, broken and torn apart!!
And with that broken soul,
she moved ahead,
ahead in life,
behaving as if nothing happened.
May be life wanted to test her,
her patience or her stupidity.
Wanted to see what would she do this time!!
The test was harder and ,
she was raped,
yes raped.
Not once, twice or thrice,
but many times.
The person she had fights with,
the person who said would be there with her,
the person who promised to stay with her,
protect her for not just one life,
but for the seven lives to come.
She was raped and it was by Him.
Every time she was raped,
she was told,
it is love and she is his wife.
She could not understand,
if that is what wives are for!
Questioning herself,
figuring out things here and there,
she realized that she is better than that.
With a broken heart she stood up,
but the faith in relationship was gone.
She started fighting with men,
who tried coming close.
Started behaving weird, rude,
with men who tried becoming friends.
Stopped tying rakhi knots.
Not because she hated them,
but may be because the soul was hurt this time.
And all those men,
just said,
“she is the worst girl we have ever met!”

Avantika Tanubhrt