Seher

I felt someone pushing me onto a fluffy surface...I delicately touched them to recognise my surroundings... But before I could decipher something , I heard the sound of the door latching against me and the sound of a car getting started...
In a jiffy, I realised that now I'm in a car...The car moved forward and I reclined over to the seat , slackening myself...

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Finally the car got ceased and I felt someone  holding my hands...I wriggled my hands and tried my level best to liberate myself from the clutches because I know who must be the owner of that hands...but instead of leaving me , he firmly held my hands, bestowing  unbearable anguish to me ....Unable to withstand his robustness , I let him do whatever he was doing...

And after a couple of seconds, I felt someone unfolding my blindfold and I discovered myself standing infront of a huge mansion,not less than a palace, fortified with large, strong walls...I took a momentary glance of that whole place and saw a small regime of armed men standing at the courtyard, staring at me in a grave manner...

what did I do to receive such a nasty treatment?

I raised my brows and my gaze travelled to the man standing beside me with a gratifying smile on his lips...
Involuntarily, my breathe heaved erratically by seeing his smile... where on the earth I'm now? Why he brought me here?
He is planning something big !!!

" Here we go miss Mehrotra, My Heaven and your hell..My home.."
I heard him saying to me in a deep coarse voice, like as if he heed my quests...I incredencily stared at him ...

Why the hell he brought me to his home???

" Ambaa ji...dada is here..."
I heard one of the armed men shouting, glancing at the main door of the mansion...
Now who's that?
My inner conscience deliberately woke up the curiousity inside me...I tilted my head to take a glimpse of that person....
But again I felt Mr. shekhawat 's hand on my arms...he harshly pushed me to walk forward...I gritted my teeth and I paced sluggishly towards the mansion or should I say palace ? whatever it is..for me,it is a hell, where my life is going to end up with...

Soon after I reached right at the centre of the courtyard, I saw a feminine figure walking towards us in vanity...I could sense the attitude she was carrying  from her walks, even though I can only see her silhouette...
As soon as her shadow touched the ground , I witnessed the armed men who were standing just a few minutes ago, was bending down to the floor level , expressing their esteem...
My curious head kept my eyes fixed on her figure,until her figure appear infront of me...

At the next moment,I perceived a woman on her mid 50's walking towards me with a Scorny smirk dancing on her lips...
Her physiques displayed her age but not her mannerisms and gestures...
Even though two- three white hair strands peeked outside from her well braided hair, screaming her age, Her charcoal black kohl streaked eyes carried confidence and self-esteem ,that of a youngster ...Her big black bindi adorning her forehead, her big silver nose ring on her nose, the hem of her elegant black saree covering her hair bun reminded me of the local lady dons portrayed in soap operas and movies...

I took a glimpse of her from head to toe and I noticed something unusual...well precisely saying, something terrible!!!
Usually, I've seen women carrying  bunch of keys on their waist, probably keys of room ,wardrobes or almirahs of their house...
But here,to my surprise, instead of keys, I saw a revolver tucked on her waist...she's a mafia queen indeed...
I saw Mr shekhawat walking towards her and touching her feet ...
So that means?

"jeeti rah (keep living..)"
I saw her blessing Mr shekhawat wholeheartedly...

Who is she to him?

My brain and my inner conscience did a little heating argument regarding her identity to which it's answers is unbeknowst to both...I was immensely drowned in my own thoughts that I didn't noticed her coming towards me... aiming me...

At the next moment, my nerves went torpid when I felt someone's cold finger pads over my both cheeks...I lifted my languish orbs a bit to get a clear picture of the person who was holding me and I saw that lady again, gazing at me with a detestative expression on her face like as if she was touching the most disgusting thing on this earth...
I felt like my cheeks was burning, when she grappled my both cheeks, without any humanity and made me look straight...

" So,this is her..shivam's bride.. isn't it?"
I heard her asking and I saw Mr swayam shekhawat nodding his head , throwing an imperious glance at me...

" Hey girl, Did you recognise me ? No right?..."
I saw a jesting smirk on her face and obviously I didn't recognise her..how I know that who is she...

" Haha ...I'll introduce amma...so this is my amma ji ( mother) my everything... Bhavani shekhawat...most wanted lady don of this City...you have heard about her, haven't you?"
Swayam proudly stated wounding his arms around her shoulders...
I kept glancing both simultaneously...so this is his mother...Bhavani shekhawat...

"Hmm...not bad she's gorgeous too.. what's your name girl ?"
She asked and I gulped down my saliva to drench my throat...

" Se..seher Mehrotra"
Even though my voice faltered, I managed to say my name steadily and proudly....

" is it Seher or Zahar( poison) ?"
She again taunted me and I Clenched my fist to quell my enkindling rage...

" It's seher "
I said, looking straight into her black orbs... I'm not scared anymore... if she'll kill me, then let it be...death is far better than losing self esteem...

" Hmm... Smart... but one sec...swayam, why it's so less dear.. eh?"
She quested in a high voice to Mr shekhawat ,with the shades of taunt in her words... she inhumanly pressed the wound on my forehead and rubbed her forefinger with her thumb...
At first, I was confounded but then I realised that she was asking about the blood I shed...
I never knew that both mother and son are sheer hunters who always yearns for blood...

She , without showing any kind of benevolence, pushed my face...I tried very hard to hold back my tears which was about to fall , betraying me...
And I kept my gaze straight, I'm not ready to give up my self esteem...I'm not a coward...

" So madam ji ...here, usually we welcome our guests in such a way that they won't forget our hospitality in their life time..."
She explained to me... I heard that tall man with swayam laughing loudly...
I don't care....
Even though she sounded amicable, I could feel the ambiguity implied in her each honey dripping words... I know she is intimidating me...

"But she isn't out guest amma... she's our new maid...tch ..tch ...no ..no..our new slave..."
My blood rushed through my veins in wrath when I heard Mr shekhawat addressing me as his slave...
In his dreams only....

" What ? I won't get burn down into ashes if you look at me like this...now go inside you... slut"
Swayam spurt his venomous words when he noticed me , shooting dagger like glares at him...
I clutched my lehenga to restrain myself from slapping him...
But at the next moment,he severed all his boundaries by clutching my hair harshly and pushed me forward to walk... In a jiffy, My languish body touched the ground which resulted in refreshing my Bruises again....

I wheezed in pain as again my wounds started bleeding..but I didn't let them see my vulnerable side and I won't...I gritted my teeth, quelling my pain and shot a sharp glance at swayam, who was laughing and enjoying over his little triumph...
I neither cried, nor screamed, I just glared furiously at the ruthless creatures standing infront of me...

" Hmm... courageous enough...even after getting this much... and why not, she's sanjeev Mehrotra's blood..."
I heard his mother exclaiming and the hairs in my body aroused up in pride, by her statement..yes, my blood is not that of  cowards...

But among these squeamish creatures, I saw a soft eyes gazing at me in sympathy..... she was standing at the door step , but her glance was fixed on me, with  genrousity in her eyes...

" Re Shraddha bahu...leh ja humari nayi daasi ko andar.."
( Hey Shraddha, take our new maid  inside..)
I heard that lady don screaming and that same girl at the door step, probably of my age, came forward and gently supported me to lift myself up...

Her soft hands gyrated around my shoulders as I faltered while getting up...I clutched her hands tightly to prevent myself from falling...
Luckily, I saw the mother- son duo moving out from the courtyard, without giving much attention to me...
I heaved a sigh...but, before we could enter inside,I heard him saying to her

" Bhabhi (sister in law)..give her something to eat and drink... also do give your old clothes to wear...we want her alive "
A pathetic smirk escaped from my lips by heeding his 'genrousity' towards me... what else can I expect from this inferno afterall...I can't neither imprecate my fate nor avoid it, all I can do is to accept what future was stored for me...

I turned and glanced at Mr shekhawat once again to see him gazing at me with umpteen emotions implied inside his gaze...

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Third person's POV

"Sss.."
Seher hissed in pain as the cool water droplets came in contact with the bruises she had on her forehead...
She carefully washed her face and about to wipe it, she saw a hand extended towards her with antiseptic and cotton inside...

Seher raised her face and took a glimpse of the woman standing beside her with a neutral expression...
On the other hand, Shraddha tried to smile, but it never came on her lips...

" Thankyou"
Seher sounded emotionless and shraddha didn't feel any amusement by her cold demeanour...

Seher dripped some antiseptic over the cotton and started to clean her wounds without any waver even though she felt severe pain...

" you are a doctor.. aren't you?"
Finally, breaking the cold silence, Shraddha asked and seher glanced at shraddha in confusion...

" How come you get the idea that I'm a doctor? "
Seher asked as she was amused by shraddha's assumption about her profession...

" ..umm..The way you cleans your wound without any hesitation proves that you are a doctor.."
Shraddha simply stated and seher slightly twitched her pale lips even though the reason she gave isn't convincing...

"You didn't ask me who am i but I think I should say that..." Shraddha continued after a short silence...

" Myself shraddha... swayam's sister in law.."
she said and seher raised her brows heeding to the new piece of information...

" Oh ...he has a brother too? Is he also like this?"
Taunt dripped from each words that seher muttered and shradhdha smiled a bit hearing that...

" Well ,not biologically,but cousin brother...did you see the person who stood beside swayam?he is swayam's uncle and His only son shamsher is my husband ...and my husband loves me a lot "
Shraddha cleared the confusions ingenuously , which vanished the doubts that seher had inside her mind...

" Oh..."
Seher said while smiling a bit and before they could converse further, seher heard the cry of a baby and shraddha rushed to her room ...

After sometime,seher saw a beautiful baby boy who's shining like a luminous moon, inside shraddha's arms... involuntarily, her lips twitched up to a small smile and her pain she had Inside got vanished for a second, glancing at the naive smile of that baby...

" You can go and get fresh up,I'll send clothes for you.."
Seher gratefully nodded and went to get freshen up unbeknownst to the occurances that swayam has stored for her...

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Seher 

Finally I'm feeling a bit relieved... Relieved from the anguishes that frequently shooted me whenever I touched my Bruises...
Relieved from the heavy outfits that I've been wearing for almost 2 days...
But all that reliefs was only external...
not internal...still my inner self was burning...I'm carrying a ball of fire Inside...the fire enough to burn this whole world...

But still, I'm feeling shraddha and her one year old son Shehzad as a drop of water in my molten desert... I'm getting tranquilized whenever I saw  little Shehzad smiling at me, showing his teeth less gums...
May be he is the only naive heart here,that's why he have such a beautiful smile...

Darkness overcasted the clouds and stars twinkled in the sky , like a ray of hope in darkness...And that's what I lost hours before... HOPE...
And I think shraddha wasn't that rude like Swayam and his don mother...
Unlike Swayam said ,She gave me her neat and fresh salwar to wear and some simple jewelries to adorn myself ,even  after I denied many times...

Now,at this moment, I'm feeling much relaxed... because currently,that monster and his mafia mother is not at home...
Me and Shehzad also bonded so  easily that now he started to smile and make his own incoherent baby voices , looking at me...

But seems like god never wanted my happiness to be permanent...
I closed my eyes in frustration as soon as that horn of his car reflected on my eardrums...I handed over Shehzad to shraddha and went inside ...I don't want to face him..not at all...

" Bhabhi...where is she?"
I heard swayam asking about me...
I gained my courage and walked towards the grand gaudy living area where he stood...

" Oh... so you were here..."
He asked me and gawked at me from top to bottom , giving extreme uncomfortness to me...

" Listen, come to my room within one hour...I'll be waiting"
I felt current passing from my head to toe in a second....
What the hell this scoundrel is saying!!!
My eyes widened and heart palpitated rapidly inside....
My heart screamed to slap him and shower curse words at him...
But my body failed to co-operate with my heart....it was too torpid to respond anything...

" But swayam..."
I heard Shraddha trying to defend,but his one sharp glance made her dumbfounded...

I glanced at shraddha who silently retreated from the hall , hiding her soggy eyes...

" Hey...what are you looking for...come in half an hour... or else I'll use my own techniques..don't force me to do so... understand..?"
He audaciously behested me ignoring the burning flames in my eyes...
How dare he!!!

" And don't forget to bring water...my room is on Top, on the right side corner...okay.. I'll be waiting "
I again heard him shouting while mounting the steps....I Clenched on my duppata in anger as I can't take this belittling...

Involuntarily,my eyes filled with salty waters, thinking about my own fate,which is worse than that of the life in inferno...

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