Sana was recalling each and every moment she lived with her family. Each and everything happened and said to her.

"Every parent teach there children manners right?" Sana asked looking at rita ji to which she nodded.

"Mujhe bhi sikhaya unhone manners bas fark hai ki maine unke sikhaye manners sikhe hi nahi. And I think that was the best decision of my life. Bacche abuse karna na seekhe to parents avoid abusing in front of them but mere case mein kuch aur tha. Mere dad ki to 90% batein gali se shuru aur gali pe khatam hoti thi. Har bat par chilana, har bat pe marne ki bat karna, mujhe aisa hota tha ki jab bhi vo ho ghar par mein kahin aur chali jau. Parents baccho ke samne ladte nahi taki unpe galat asar na pade but in my case my father insulted my mom in front of me and my brother, yahan tak ki koi mehman ata tha tab bhi nahi chorte the. Gali dena to unke lie mandatory tha. Kuch pasand nahi ata unhe. Har cheez mein kami nikalna. Kisi ka hard work to unhe dikhta hi nahi. I hated him since I was 12. I remember once I was having breakfast and some of my stuff was lying here and there and my mother was continually shouting on me. She didn't even wait for me to complete my breakfast but out of no where he came and said, "kyun chilla rahi hai ispe, padi rehende, bhoolja teri koi beti bhi hai" bohot choti thi 13-14 sal ki hongi but yeh bat abhi bhi kano mein goonjti hai mere. Par mein kabhi kuch nhi boli, pata tha nobody will understand me. Sabke lie galat main hi hongi but sehene ko bhi kitna seheti. Toot gaya ek din sara patience.

There was a fight between my father and my grand mother on some baseless issue. Bat ka batangad banane ka bohot shok hai meri dadi ko. He was super angry. Unhone gusse mummy par, mujhe par aur bhai par teeno pe hat uthaya but I was still quite. My brother was small, he was crying and my mom was trying to control my father. I was just consoling my brother. Us din ek ajeeb sa dar lag rha tha. Jab sab shant hue sab apne apne rooms mein gaye, soya to koi nahi, us rat kamre se bahar nikalne me dar lag rha tha ki vo bahar aye gusse mein aur fir mare. Thi toh bacchi hi na. Apne hi father se dar lag rha tha. Duniya ki sari ladkiya apne father ke sath sabse safe feel karti hai aur mein sab zada darti thi unke sath. Agle din fir ladai hui. Main aur bhai room mein baithe the but sath vale room se cheekhne ki awaz ane lagi. That was my mom. He beated her, apna gussa nikalne ke lie. I ran to there room, knocked, shouted, did everything. Jo bhi ghar par the sab log darwaza khulane ki try kar rhe the but he was not opening. After lot of pushing and hitting I broke the door. Patani kahan se himmat ayi us din. Andar mom was on the floor, wounded and crying. He was hitting her with belt. He was about to hit her again when I hold the belt and snatched it from his hand. He came towards me shouting and abusing to take back the belt and throw me out but i pushed him and then......Slapped him. I slapped him. I hated him way too much especially at that point. I shouted on top of my voice halting everyone at there spots. Made my mom stand and called the police and the funny thing is everyone present there saw everything but tried to stop me from calling the police, even my mother stopped me. I fought but unki halat zada ladne ki nahi thi, she needed medical care to tab tak ke lie jane diya and I called my mamu. Maine, bhai ne aur mumma ne ghar chorh diya. Mujhe nahi rehena tha unke sath. When I left he was seething in anger ki maine unhe kaise mara, agar tauji je ne unhe na roka hota to vo mujhe bhi marte us din. We stayed with mamu's family. Wahan sab bas ke cheez ghar nahi chodna chahiye, aise rishte mat khatam karo. Mera dam ghut raha tha vahan bhi but maine decide kar liya tha to forget everything and take responsibility of my mom and brother. Ek dost ka ghar khali tha vahan shift ho gaye, job dhundhne lagi, interviews diye but graduate bhi nahi hu to chances almost zero the. Then I got a job of a secretory. I don't know mujhe job kyun mili sab qualified logo mein but us time bohot zaroorat thi to zada socha hi nahi bas le li." Sana had her eyes closed and tears flowing down her eyes silently.

"What happened on that day when you came in old age home." Rita ji asked.

"Reality check mila us din." Sana said chuckling.

" Matlab" rota ji asked confused.

"Pata chala us din ki main sabse badi bewakoof hoon. I was fighting for a dead cause. Pata chala ki mein sabke bare mein sochti bhi aur mere bare mein koi ni. Realise hua ki vo sab log mere bina kitne khush hai."
Her voice shook. She took a deep breadth to compose herself.

"Well, so apparently mere so called dad ko realise hua ki he was wrong and wanted to make things right. But I know it's not the reason he apologised. He wanted my brother back and in order he have to get my mother back and well my mom, she went with him kyuki unake according zindgi akele nahi katti. I tried to make her understand, politely, crying and even arguing. But no, nothing worked aur shayad usse bhi itni problem nahi mujhe but what they did and said broke me. Well in short according to them I am the reason of them drifting apart. Unke lie unke pati kuch bhi kare aur ek sorry se sare cheeze theek ho jati hai and well they questioned my character." Sana said looking away and rita ji was shocked.

"Questioned your character matlb" rita ji said in low voice.

"My boss is a good man. He saw my capabilities not my qualification. He gave me opportunity to prove and we became friends. But for them it's not friendship. They said I didn't have any degree so me getting job was impossible and I got job because I am involved with my boss." Her voice was barely audible. Rita ji gasped.

"Apko pata hai maine mumma ko milvaya bhi mere boss se par fir bhi jab meri bua aur papa ne mere upar alligations lagaye to unhone kuch nahi kahan. Maine poocha ki app bhi believe karte ho tab bhi she looked away not replying. I didn't do anything wrong but I was questioned everytime. So yeah I am all alone now. I live with a friend right now but I am alone. Unhone to phone karke yeh bhi nhi poocha ki zinda bhi hoon ki nahi." Sana said laughing sarcastically. Rita ji hugged her tightly.

"Tu bohot strong hai baccha. Aur who said you are alone. Bilkul nahi main hu na tere sath. Tujhe bura na lage to tu mujhe maa bula. Mujhe bohot accha lagega. Tujhe pata hai meri bhi ek beti hai abhi padhne bahar gayi hai lekin tu mujhe uski yaad dilati hai." Rita ji said cupping her face and kissing her forehead.

"App sacchi mere mumma banoge" sana asked innocently. She was looking like a 4 yr old kid, vulnerable and scared.

"Bilkul, It will be blessing to have a daughter like you." Rita ji said and tears rolled down from sana's eyes. She hugged her and cried.

"Bas bas meri jaan. Itna royegi to kaise chalega. Mai apne baccho ko rota nahi dekh sakti." Rita ji said patting her head. Sana giggled and wiped her tears.

Sana phone pinged. It was anu asking where was she and was she still angry. Sana saw the msg and pouted sadly.

"Kya hua" rita ji asked looking at her sad face.

"I was in bad mood and shouted on my best friend. Aur vo mujhe sorry bol rahi hai. I am feeling bad. It should be me who should appologise" Sana sighed.

"To tu bat kar aur sorry bol. Friendship mein agar clarity ho to vo sabse sundar rishta hota hai. Par ek bat bata aisa kuch kiya hoga usne jo tu chillatyi." Rita ji said.

"Han kiya na par aisa kuch bohot grave nahi. I was singing aur vo bina bataye live chali gayi. Mujhe nahi pasand tha kisi ko batana but ab poore college ko pata chal gaya." Sana said resting her head on the table.

"Tu gana gati hai. Mujhe bhi suna na." Rita ji said with excitement. Sana looked at her and shook her head.

"I am not a good singer plz." Sana said and rita ji frowned.

"Vo main decide karungi. Suna chal." Rita ji demanded.

"Yahan nahi ga rahi main. Ajj ka video college page par ghoom raha hoga. Vo dikhati hoon." Sana said casually.

She showed her the live video and she also felt the pain. Now she could somehow understand her pain. After the video ended she hugged her and praised her.

"Yeh bura hai. Tu na pagal hai bilkul. You have such a beautiful voice. Sahi kaha teri dost ne Nightingale hai tu. Kitni pyaari awaz hai. Doctor vagera chorh singer banja. Poori duniya teri diwani ho jayegi." Rita ji gushed. She was again and again playing the video. Sana was all looking at her amused.

"Aise kya dekh rahi hai" rita ji asked when she noticed sana staring at her.

"Kuch nhi. Bas kabhi kisi ko meri khushi mein khush hote dekha nahi na, to bas." Sana said looking down.

"To ab bas adat dal le. Teri khushi mein kush bhi houngi aur tu galti karegi to kan bhi kheechungi." Rita ji said patting her cheeks. Sana laughter and nodded.

"Accha to abhi main jati hu apni best friend ko manati hu. Use ice cream lekar dungi to khush ho jayegi." Sana giggled. Her eyes were shining right now. Rita ji felt so happy looking at her all happy.

"Theek hai. But yaad rakhna I am always there for you no matter what. Aise hi sab kuch share kar sakti hai tu. Aur abhi se you have expressed everything to your happy period starts now okay" rita ji said and patted her head. Sana just nodded and left from there.

"It's not so easy. Bohot kuch aur bhi hai jo express karna is not possible for me. Chah kar bhi sab kuch nahi bol sakti. I can't loose you. Apko bhi mujhe par vishwas nahi hua to. Itne time bad I am feeling loved. Abhi thore time mujhe selfish hona hai. Jab apko pata chalega dekha jayega." Sana thought and left to meet anu.

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