You're My Angel

Part 1

This is a short story of Samaina. I hope you all like and will give the same response like my first story. So let's start the first part.

Part - 1

Kahte hai zindagi bahut khubsurat hai, ... par kya...har kisi ke liye aisa hota hai...??

Iska har lamha muskura kar jeena chahiye, har pal ka baahein phaila kar swagat karna chahiye...Par kya... kismat har kisi ko aisa mauka deti hai...??

A girl was sitting alone on the top of the hill and crying bitterly. She was complaining to God. Her condition was so bad that anyone would have guessed that she was very distressed.

"Kyon kiya aapne Kanha ji, kyo meri sari ummeedein, sari khushiyan, sare sapne chheen liye...pahle papa mujhse kitna pyaar karte the, meri har khushi ka khayal rakhate the, mere bina mange meri har wish puri kar dete the aur ab hamesha gussa, jaise mera unke liye koi vajood hi nahi... kyon kiya?... apne... kyun cheen liye sab achche din?." She screamed loudly and her painful voice echoed all surrounding.

"Main kitni khush thi jab meri job lagi thi... zindagi ek tarah se mukkamal si lagne thi, bhaiya ki job ko do saal ho chuke the, hum dono bhai bahen ko apni manjil mil chuki thi... phir na jane kahan se ek aandhi aayi aur mere ghar ki har khushiyan tabah karke chali gayi, kabhi vapas nahi aane ke liye...Meri koi badi khawaish nahi thi.. bas apne family me sab ki khushiya hi to mangi thi... lekin aapne wo bhi nahi diya aur ab situation aisi bana diye hai ki papa ke liye unka beta hi sab kuch hai... maine to kabhi aise zindagi ke sapne nahi dekhe the, phir kyon di aapne aisi zindagi... kyon?... bhaiya aapne mummy papa ke sapno ke saath mere bhi sapne aur khushiyan ka khun kar diya, ab sapne dekhane se bhi dar lagta hai kahi ye bhi tut na jaye, kyo kiya aapne ye sab?... ab mai uss ghar me bas ek paisa kamane wali hi rah gayi hun.

Koi nahi hai mera apna... kisi ko mujhse pyaar nahi hai... office me bhi sab mujhe rude aur arrogant samjhate hai... tabhi to aaj Swati ne bhi mujhe bina baat ke kitna suna diya aur mujhse bhi nahi raha gaya aur apni best friend Swati par bhadak gayi... mai kya karu mujhse ab yeh sab sahan nahi hota... par mai hamesha se aise nahi thi, pahle sab ki ladli, sabki chaheti, sabki har baat manne wali thi..lekin halaton ke aage mai badal gayi... jo kabhi tej aawaj me baat nahi karti thi aaj rudely baat karna seekh gayi...jo kabhi kisi baat ke liye na nahi kahti thi aaj na bolna seekh gayi... jo kabhi kisi ka dil dukhana nahi janti thi, aaj gussa karna seekh gayi...mujhe aisa nahi banna mujhe mere purane din vapas chahiye... mujhe meri purani identity vapas chahiye...jisme sab ke liye sirf pyar tha... nafrat ya gussa nahi." She poured out all her sorrow that filled in her heart to God. Her throat was dry, her eyes blurring from tears, her voice became heavy and breath fastened.

She drew a deep breath. "Mera dam ghutne laga hai inn sab se... Yahan se kahi dur bhag jana chahati hun, jahan koi gam ya mushkil na ho... Par kya main mere apno ko inn halaton me chhod kar ja sakti hun... nahi... main itni selfish nahi ho sakti... aur jaise papa kahte the I am a strong girl... mai itni jaldi haar nahi maan sakti... abhi meri family ko meri zarurat hai... aur phir kab tak Kanha ji bhi naraaz rahenge."

And a sad smile bloomed on her face looking at the sunset and prayed to God. "I hope aap sab theek karenge."

Just then she heard some rustling sound behind her. She turned back to see if someone's present this deserted place but there was no one here. She turned her face again to the setting sun.

While a few feet away a boy hid behind a tree and was listening her every words. His heart pricked to hear her misery. He had somewhere felt her pain through her rueful words. He peeked through the tree to the forlorn girl. As he could not see her face when she turned back because he was busy hiding himself. And now his eyes were fixed on the girl.. For him there was something in her that was impossible to ignore her.