17 | Deep Rooted Pain

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"Maharaj" A five years old Abhiraj slowly walked in his parents room and Anup Rajvansh drowned looking at him and gritted his teeth saaying "you have anything to say" and the little boy felt his heart beat rise as he slowly forwarded one of the dr...

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"Maharaj" A five years old Abhiraj slowly walked in his parents room and Anup Rajvansh drowned looking at him and gritted his teeth saaying "you have anything to say" and the little boy felt his heart beat rise as he slowly forwarded one of the drawings that he made for Father's day and Anup took the paper from him and then looked at him who immediately lowered his eyes seeing the displeased look on his father's face.

The little boy felt his eyes tear up as he noticed the the paper fall down on the ground and the sound of lighting up of Matchstick filled the thick tensed air of the room and the stick fell slowly Burning the paper along with the emotions of the poor soul as his father slowly pulled him near the burning paper making his soft feet feel the warmth of the heat and he closed his eyes as the said Father heartless pulled him more making him step on the fire and a scream left the little child's lips as tears trickled down his eyes hearing the harsh words "don't you dare call me your father, you are nothing more than a liability to me ; I hate you and will never ever love you , did you understand that i would never ever love you"

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"They do not love me na dadi" The Little 5 year old asked his grandmother with tears in his eyes and the old woman looked at him with tears as she immediately held him up in his arms and The old man who sat on the bed reading the newspaper immediately looked up at his wife and grandson, his smile slowly falling away as her heard the sobs .

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