"Ram naam satya hai."

Men all around her started chanting the old age phrase. The chants were echoing in whole house as men lifted the lifeless body of Aryan and women, soulless but breathing, Uma.

"Uma say something." Her mother pleaded again. The chances of her daughter going mad with the shock of her husband's death were increasing with each second passing, and that had put Uma's mother in terror. But Uma stood silently, gazing down and holding Aryan's smiling photo with her hands.

As men started walking towards the door on the instruction of Pandit ji, Uma's endless shock broke.

"Stop!" She screamed on top of her lungs gesturing with one hand and got herself free from the hands of others and stood before the body and door. She raised her hands horizontally on her both sides which caused Aryan's photo frame fall and glasses from it shattered everywhere.

"Di! Step aside." Her brother exclaimed with teary eyes and hoarse throat. But  he noticed that Uma wasn't going to do so & hinted his wife.

Uma, watching all this, took a piece of glass with one swift movement and kept on her neck.

"Touch me and I'll end myself!" She cried. Everyone's eyes were wide open with the unexpected turn of events.

Her brother was the one to overcame the shock first and signaled other three holding the body, to put it down.

Uma's eyes went down with the body and she phased out again. Her brother silently motioned his hands, to indicate his mother and wife to grab Uma.

They did as they told.

"Take the body outside, I'll burn it in the courtyard. We can't take it to the crematorium or Uma will again stop us." He stated and other men took their position as before.

Uma sensed that and started screaming again to stop them. She shook her body violently to take the possession of her body back.

On the other hand, her brother put the body down as he planned and started pouring kerosene on it to made it catch fire as fast as it could.

Uma was uncontrollable now. Her brother throw the lighted match stick on the body and fire started consuming Aryan's body mercilessly but not before Uma made a run towards it by pushing her new made enemies away.

She ran to cross the door but the pot placed near her leg made her fall on bed of shattered glasses. One piece of glass sliced her elbow, one got its way into her stomach, one cut down her right hand's index finger and the biggest one of them all, put itself into her cheek, and touched her tongue but she raised herself up and throw her body into the fire.

Every single person stood there hearing her scream as her parts started melting by the heat and her bones showed them from beneath the skin.

This way, a wife, made herself a sati after a century passed when 'Sati ritual' was banned.

This one I wrote for a prompt challenge of writing the most possible brutal death scene. Even though I'm not satisfied with the brutality in it but I guess I'll left it as it is :).

Thank you for reading!

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