This is not done! I, India's famous journalist Anika varden triveni met with accident and lying on hospital bed. But no channel is showing that, sad!
Anika let out a sigh, changing news channel simultaneously.
Mom! Gimme the remove
Anika groaned when her mom snatched the remote from her head and turn off the TV.

Dad look what my mom, your wife is doing? Anika complained to her dad who is busy in reading newspaper. Tell her to give the remote back to me.

Why mediator, won't you speak directly?!
Anika mom fumed looking at Anika

I won't... I can't speak to the person who called me as stupid
Anika said, annoyed with her mom.

You should thank me that I stopped calling you as stupid instead of slapping you, pagal.
Will anyone travel in the car where the driver is in drunken state? No. But you did. What so rush! Are you gonna do any important work coming to home?, No.

Dad! Anika looked at her dad for help.

Sorry princess, in this my full support is for your mom! You should be more careful. By God grace nothing happened to you, what we do if something happened to you!
Dadi said, having worried lines written over his face.

Sorry! Sorry!! And Sorry!!! Next time I will be more careful, Now please both of you don't start crying!
Hugging her parents.

Dad I don't think that driver was drunk while driving
Anika said breaking the hug.

You just shut up! You don't know the difference between arhal dhal and chanal dal.

Mom! Anika whined.

From onwards, I won't never let you to go alone anywhere. Such a careless girl, you are! Thank God, one person came and admit you in hospital in correct time, otherwise you would be in ICU ward by now.
Said mom.

Who got admitted to me in hospital, mom?! Anika asked getting some flashes of the person.

I don't know Anika! Just the doctor said one person came and admitted you in hospital. We didn't know his name Even. Anyway I wish the god to give him all the happiness in the earth. Only because of him, now you are fit and fine. God, please protect him.

How dare you to skip the meeting! *Whack* *whack*
You son of b*tch! * Whack* are the fear inside you is died?!

Shivay stood numbly, taking all the beatings. Nor a moan come out from his mouth neither a drop of tear fall down from his eyes. He is just standing like a log, hearing his brother and mom's cursing words. It continues over the night.

Shivay arduously opened his eyes. He is lying on the cold floor nakedly. The whole room is stinking of his own blood. Holding the wall shivay stood up from the floor. Their beatings and swear words doesn't affect him no more. He stood in front of the mirror emotionlessly, there is no place in the body is left beaten. More than skin, his flesh and blood are evident in body.
He closed his eyes and prayed to God to knock him death soon