WOMAN

Oh come on I told you earlier also. But what can I do. You won't care what others will think! I have nothing to do with others. Thats why you are a mentally disable woman. Ha! Ha! Ha!.

Seema a cheerful girl was born in the village of hearing but deaf people. Her mother Aliana died during her birth. A alone girl whose father was an alcohol lover sold his daughter in the name of marriage to Decruise Madhav a part time worker in the steel factory of Alaskon. She was just of thirteen years and got married to a man of 27 loads of year.

Decruise was taking sip of tea, shouted, Seema! , Seema! more aggressively Seemaaaa! , yes yes I am coming, I was washing utensils. A tight slap on her beautiful cheeks. Won't you hear at one call. Keep it in your mind and ears from next time. Bring me my towel I will go for bath. Tears started coming out , an alone girl of thirteen years who was although a kid but circumstances made her matured replied with anger " the towel is behind you and I don't think that beating me would bring you the towel ". Shut up, how dare you talk to me like that, four shots of leather belt provided her on her back for this sound of rebell.

The days were passing , the weather was changing, the temperature was going up and down, trees had different sound of dancing each day, birds were changing their homes from one tree to another, everything was changing except the conditions with Seema.

Seema! , Seema!......yes I am coming, I was washing clothes. Come here sit beside me. You are so beautiful, you are so gorgeous, whenever I see you I feel that the cold rivers are making me wet and the cold winds are making me dry. I don't know what to say but I love you! I love you!.

Seema was in dilema, they were together for two years but Decruise never talked to her like that, Seema a cheerful girl thought that whether her husband has become good enough to take care of her instead of beating her. After a couple of time passed, Decruise came to the real point.

Seema, see we have been together for two years and thats a lot of time. I want to say you that lets give our life a big gift , let's have a baby.

The land below the feet got blown away, the palm became cold like an ice, the heart beats were maximum of its limit as if it would be a heart attack, the sound of clock was sounding like a huge breaking up of time, everything started becoming blur....

Seema! Seema!.....what are you thinking. Its a good time to tell this world that we are together. I need some time to think on it. Ok sure, take your time.

The days were passing and Seema was trying to elongate the matter. But one day Decruise came eye to eye with her.

Oh come on I told you earlier also. But what can I do. You won't care what others will think! I have nothing to do with others. Thats why you are a mentally disable woman. Ha! Ha! Ha!. I love to be a mentally disable woman because I am a woman and that is my right whether I want to be a mom or not. I don't care what your friends, relatives, family says about me. Its my decision whether I want to be a mom or not.

You worst dirty lady, living a life on my money, in my house, eating my food and telling me that it is your life. I will sell you in the market full of man those who know how to treat a girl like you . A rain of slaps with a splash of belts falled on Seema. But this time she was fifteen years old and due to her cicumstamces she made herself a woman, yes a woman.

She hold the belt from her left hand , opened her hair clutcher from right hand and stabbed that clutcher in the eyes of Decruise. She told him that I am a woman, my father sold me this doesn't mean that I am your toy whom you can use whenever you want and whom you can throw whenever you want. Decruise was crying loud with pain. Help me Seema! I am sorry for whatever I have done. Please Seema! Seema! Seema!

She left him and joined government school under government scheme and she is now twentyone years old doing her Law Degree and she teaches ten to twelve students for her monthly expenses. She is happy with no pressure, no objection, no fear.

One thing that made her life , a life , was her rebel nature and a reason to live which we can predict that she got inherited from her mother.

Maturity is not about age, it's about the circumstances.

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