THIRD PERSON'S POV

Hanging a big cotton hankey on his shoulder He he stepped toward the door to go out from the home but he went to kitchen to switch off the light. Before he could turn off the light his gaze went to a small plastic box which was already open.

Taking stap ahead he saw that and found few medicines in that.

"Eh ta wahi taqat di dawai hai je Shama har roz khaundi hai... Eh kudi jhalli hai.. Sirf ek goli Bachi hai lekin duji dawai nhi layi"

(This is the same supplement which Shama takes daily, but this idiot girl forgot to buy new one, there is only a pill left)

He mumbled and looked towards a few more medicines strip of that first aid box, few more medicine strips were empty. He picked those and went out from the home.

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"Ye dawai de do"

(Give this medicine)

Placing the almost empty strips on the counter of medicos, Abbas said and  a man looked towards the medicines.

"Ye dawaiyan hum doctor ke prescription ke bina nahi de sakte..."

(We can't give you these medicines without prescription of doctor)

except one, pharmacist refused to give other medicines, and Abbas was surprised to listen that.

"kyu?"
(why?)

He asked and pharmacist explain that those medicines are harmful so its not safe to use by own until a doctor suggests to take. This thing made Abbas amazed because he was supposing that the medicines were some general medicines to treat fever, pain or bloating. He was more surprised when he remembered that Shama use to took those medicines after dinner.

"Eh kis cheez di dawai hai?"

(For what these medicines are used?)

"This is birth control pills, this one is abortion pills and these are some medicines which doctor give after abortion or miscarriage" The pharmacist informed Abbas and he made his brows furrowed.

"Ki matlab?"

(what do you mean?)

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SHAMA'S POV:

Our college was arranging a trip and I wanted to go but when I asked for permission he denied and the reason was..

'There were boys also going along with girls'

Okay, I admit that boys were also going along with us, I didn't had to do anything with boys but I just wanted to explore the beautiful nature. But he completely refused!

My whole class was going, I was only one who wasn't going, that was so painful for me, I was witness girls doing shopping and planning to spend their time while enjoying in every possible way but what could I do except killing my wish.

"Mana kar diya na usne tumhe bhejne ke liye?"

(He refused to send you. Right?)

I was sitting in college garden when listened that voice and turned to saw him. He was Zamil.

“No... He didn't.. But I don't wanna go"

I replied meekly while opening my book and he sat down beside me.

"Shama.." he utter but I didn't respond nor I looked up

"Liar" saying that in whisper he held my hand and I wasn't able to stop my tears which roll down from my eyes and fell on the page of my book making its works disappear in the wetness of my tears.

"You wanna go... Right?" He asked and I looked towards him then slowly nodded. I really wanted to go for that tour but I was helpless to do anything!

"Shama tumhari age hi kya hai? Tum kyu us insaan ke sath apni puri zindagi barbaad kar rahi ho? Yaar abhi tum 19 saal ki ho... Is age me shadi ke bare me koi socha bhi nhi hai magar tum chaar saal se ek ese insaan ki biwi ban kar reh rahi ho jo tumhe apna gulaam samajhta hai. "

(Shama you're very young, Why are you wasting your life with that man? Dude You're only 19... No one even think about marriage in this age but since four years you're living with a person who treats you like a slave !)

I was silently listing what Zamil was saying but I pulled my hand from is grip, which I didn't want to... I love the feeling when he held my hand, his small touch always makes me feel like a pleasant dream

"Zamil please... Don't make everything more difficult for me by making me realise about this again and again" I pleaded and looked away trying to stop myself to cry.

"If he's not letting you go with college tour then he can take you with himself... But he doesn't bother about you Shama... He doesn't care about your feelings" Zamil said and I close my eyes for a moment.

"So what can I do Zamil? I can't do anything except accepting the reality... He is my husband and I'm his wife... This is the reality.. I can't argue with him in these small matters.. I don't wanna make my life harder." I state and he narrowed his eyes.

" Is this what you call Marriage?" I was confused on what he wanted to say.

" How can you be so fool Shama... You're a law student.. You should know that your marriage is not valid according to law, because at that time you were a minor. And according to constitution, if a minor wants to terminate his/her child marriage after becoming mature then that Marriage won't be considered anymore!" I looked at Zamil with shocked expressions.

" But Zamil... "I was out of words.

" Shama you said that you were fifteen at the time of marriage. Right?" I nodded in response.

" and he was twenty five.. Means he was mature" I nodded and Zamil closed his fisted in anger.

"Shama I just wanna kill him! Yaar you were a small child and since years that devil has been using you to satisfy his...." I felt shy or better to say hesitate in front of Zamil when he said so, I wasn't even able to lift my gaze.

"He is harassing you since years... You take divorce from him and..."  I was shocked.  He intentionally left the sentence in between and lift his hand towards me, his actions was he continuation of his sentence by which he was saying that after divorce he would be with me. And he slowly grabbed my hand in between his both hands.

"Zamil what are you saying?" I pulled my hand away from his hands..

"I'm Saying truth... If he doesn't get agree to divorce you then file for divorce in court and you can file case against him under POCSO Act, for Sexual abuse in your minor age" Zamil suggested and I shook my head suddenly.

"It's impossible Zamil... How can I do so?" I asked with wide eyes in the time being Richa and Vihaan also arrived there and they were surprised to saw us in serious mood.

"Is everything fine?" Richa asked and Zamil told everything about out conversation

"I do agree with Zamil" Richa said and I looked towards her with wide eyes.

"Guys please... Don't make it harder for me! I'm going" saying that I stood up and turned to go out from college, Richa also come along with me. We were walking silently on the road.

"Let's go to your home, I want to stay away from Abbas for some time" I told her and she nodded, I was really exhausted with all the drama happening in my life. So I just wanted to spend some time with my ownself.

After reaching Richa's place I felt relaxed, we both had hot coffee together without discussing anything disturbing!

"I wanna stay here for some longer time" I said and Richa smiled.

"so stay" she suggested and I smiled sadly.

"I have to cook for dinner" I top her and I stood up, but she held my hand.

"Do order a pizza or something else from outside" I suggested and I sat down beside her again, I knew that was almost impossible but I just wanted to stay with Richa.

"Richa I'm tired." I cried while mumbling.

"Yaar I'm trying my best to improve him, I'm trying to teach him the way to live like a urban man but he's ignoring my every command. He always behave like a villager" I cried out and Richa passed a glass of water to me, which I gulped in one go.

"Shama are you happy with him?" Richa asked and I keep looking at her face, I wanted to reply what was truth but I didn't had guts to confess that.

"I know you're not happy..." She added and my eyes drop tears and my head gave her a nod "I'm not happy... I'm just compromising with my life... He cares about me but never try to understand me." I told my feelings and she felt sad for me.

"Shama do you like him coming closer to you?" she asked and I shook my head without meeting gaze with her.

"I felt disgusting when he touch me..." I mumbled and Richa huffed.

"Shama do believe or not but in the eyes of law he is a rapist! You were only fifteen, since then he is using you to please himself." Richa said and I closed my eyes.

"Yaar Zamil is correct, divorce that man and think about your life. You're lucky that Zamil is offering you to be with you" She added which made my heart skipped a beat.

"Please Richa... Please don't talk about this" I pleaded and she nodded after sighed.

After some more hours I decided to go back to home, because that was already evening and I had to cook for dinner. Abbas told me in morning that he would come back late so I had enough time.

Reaching home I was pretty surprised as the door was unlocked, I knocked the door and soon it was opened by my husband.

"Tum?"

(You)
I exclaimed as I wasn't expecting him at home.

"Itna heeran hone di ki loorh hai? Meri jagah utte Kisi aur nu hona chahida si ki?"

(Why are you surprised to see me? Were you expecting someone else on my place?)

That answer was full of rudeness, I was shocked to listen that but still stay calm and entered in the home.

"Tumne kaha tha tum raat ko der se aaoge, main to Sirf is liye puch rahi thi"

(You told me that you'll arrive late, that's why I was surprised. Nothing else.)

I replied calmly while slamming the door after me and stepped towards bedroom but his question stopped me in the mid way, and his tone was very bitter.

"Agar main keh deta ki ajj raat ghar nhi lotunga to puri raat ghar to bahir hi guzar deti?"

(If I would say that I'll not come home tonight then you would stay out of home for whole night?)

"Kehna kya chahte? Saaf saaf kaho na.."

(What are you trying to say? Say clearly)

I asked with disappointment, I wasn't expecting that he would treat me in that way just because I arrived late after meeting Richa! I was trying to be calm but my patience gave up!

" Kit'the jaudi hai tu meri geer mojudgi wich?"

(Where do you use to go in my absence?)

My blood got a boil on that question, and I stood up in front of him.

"Tumne kaha tha ki tum late wapas aoge, isliye main Richa ke sath chali gayi thi.. Uske Ghar par thi"

(You'd told me to come back late so I went to Richa's home.. I was in her home only)

"Aur us kude de ghar wich aur kon kon si? Uh munda ta zarur hoga na?"

(And who else was present in that girl's house? That guy must be present there)

I was put of words on his mentality! I was only spending my time with my friend and he was thinking so low about me!

"Aaj Pehli baar tumse nafrat ho rahi hai... Sirf 3-4 ghante apni dost ke sath guzarne ki wajah se tum mujh par shak kar rahe ho... Taras aa raha hai tumhari ghatiya aur chhoti soch par."

(Today, for the first time I'm feeling hatred towards you... You're doubting on me just because I had spent 3-4 hours with my friend! I'm feeling pity on your cheap and small mentality)

I shouted on his while crying, my tears were rolling out from my eyes and my heart was feeling the pain of being stabbed with the most dangerous dagger.

"Abhi ke abhi apna Saman baand aur wapis chal pind"

(Pack your stuff and let's go to village right now.)

I didn't realise when my hand loose the grip on my bag and that fell down on floor. I didn't look towards him but only cried. I was on cross road, if I would demand to continue my studies then he would think negative about my and Zamil relationship, because his gaze was showing that he wasn't trusting me anymore, On the other hand I couldn't leave my studies so easily! I was stucked between both choices.

"Mene din raat mehnat kar ke entrance exam ki tayyari kri thi, aur tum keh rahe ho main apni parhai chhod du!"

( I've studied for whole day and night to pass this entrance exam and now you're saying to leave my studies?!)

I mumbled helplessly, though I was angry and wanted to distroy everything coming in between me and my dreams but I was helpless too.  I wanted to become successful in my life but he was stopping me to study further. What will I do after going back to village except taking care of his home, making his family and raising his children in the same villager's way?

What about me, my life and my choice?

"Tum Sirf deer se ghar waapas aane ki wajah se itna drama kyu kar rahe ho?"

(why are you creating a blunder just because I arrive late?)

I couldn't help but shouted and first time ever I felt scared of his bloodshot eyes. He was glaring me!

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