Let Bruises fade and Silence vanish -STORY

When silence crawls in the static space

Only to be recognized as Evil scattered in huge Mess

Silence

In dark room , when words echoes back,

It is only route left , unmoved and undesigned,

Charting every pros and cons to visualize.

Silence

Waiting to lapse in the memories left untouched,

Only to walk back to the world of pride and times vegenance,

Once wished to dredged , but in speculation of uncertainity

it get completely drenched .

Silence

You wished to forget those feud buried into hatchet,

Sorry is situation to face every moment of predicament,

But was it meant to escape or just getting drained in moment of inconceivable pain……?

Alas!! Silence

STORY

He was happy, wasn’t he suppose to be ? Love and Longevity that they nourished is about to complete one year ,so very against everyone believe and wish : be it friends and even family., The eventual moment after a catastrophic trouble ,the day worth wait against all odds , a love story to vouch for, and a magnificent tale to share , 've come ,their first marriage Anniversary.

The party hall was trickling with the guests all brimming with their smiling faces and gifts alike , commotion was to peak and buzz to maximum, everthing was perfect except the missing lady of the Eve Neha ,wife of Nishant , where is she ? every eyes in hall was seeking her rather desperately searching , Nishant too at every distance voice at entrance gate was earnestly awaiting for his spouse eagerly ,heartily………So were other guests:

Lady 1: "Today is Nishant and Neha's first Marriage Anniversary".

Lady2:" Nishant is looking quite happy , but then where is Neha ?"

Lady1: "I guess , She must be getting ready after all today is special day for both of them …".

Back there at personal room ,a demure , in her mid twenties , was gazing in the void, SILENCE……only silence pertaining in that absolute quiet and dimmed room….if anything was breaking that sharp dreaded numbness on momentarly lapse it was sobbing sound nothing could be palpable except images darker than the word darkness , just so analogus to hidden nasty secrets adornished in embellished box, its suppose to be left UNTOUCHED because it would baffle ,and spread more VEGENANCE, once unlided , opened to put forth on the platter for visibility.

Suddenly Neha opens door , standing stiff and nonchalantly , in deep dark black Salwaar kameez her face looked so decisive minus any add-ons like makeup or accessories ,simple but definitely not serene , with her luggage bag by her side ;narrating complete different story to divulge.

‘Beauty can never be constant’ truly so well transcended in old axiom falls perfectly on her . Neha , a girl most vivacious and bubbly , most sought of , synonymous to LIFE , living , laughing , liking every facet of it , Looks that she possessed was so difficult to ignore but definitely easiest to retain in memory , her eyes so deep , her glance more slippery to hold , her face most vibrant to retreat .That was how and when THEY met , meticulously playing the game of fleeing , flirting , teasing ,retreating , courtship ,eloping and eventually Marriage.

Party room was pulsating and trembling with uthermost vigour and energy emerging to pinnacle. When suddenly Neha seemed visible ,at other end of staircase, slowly and quietly coming down from it , one reaching straight down to party hall , all eyes gouging and inquiring to each other with changing interval to Nishant and unapproachable look of her , which was devoiding any eye contact to anyone ther ; her gaze and words so especially meant for someone really special , so very specially directed and owned to Nishant and only Him for some very special reasons .

She came closed to Nishant , his eyes blankly looking into her eyes , warning her against any probable mistake, his innocent and chivalrous conduct took a U turn to bleary and devastating mode , apprehensively questioning her unexpected action …..he grasped her wrist in order to take her to sides to clarify , ….there came a bolt from blue , she shruddered him from her hand , and denounced the ultimate statement , one jittered every presence , and shocked every human existing in that room.

"Neha what is this drama , why creating scene out of nothing , whats this nonsense ?" said Nishant

"Whattt did you said ? Scene , Drama , Nonsense ? Exactly ! whats that ? thats is my Life and this is my Decision." replied Neha

"I don’t deserve this nonsense today , I don’t deserve your childish acts rather I don’t deserve you ." yield Nishant

“You don’t deserve me…..”she said wailing

“You are so right you donn’t deserve me , rather you deserve none.” she shouted

“No women can take your constant violence and disrespect , No one …..not even me. "

“That’s why am leaving you , today, now for Ever.”

A year of trauma and pain , and eventual SILENCE couldn’t ever never surged so much perfection and peace in demonstrating containment , relieve and satisfaction to Neha what it did that very moment , times standing against and speaking against domestic violence is only solution recommended not hiding or eluding , because Bruises fade but pain lasts forever.

“Now its up to you to decide over Silence ……………"

This story is dedication to all women in India and world around who had interfaced Domestic Violence at one or any time of their life or say still consistently fighting against it , Crusade that they are paving against women battering and physical abuse…Hats off to those , Hats off to those FIGHTER ………….