The Light of My LIfe

Chapter 1

In Mumbai city lived a high-class Bengali family which is full of evilness then gentleness. A city which is known as city of light for other people turned to be a nightmare for her. In a big mansion which was covered with security guards had a broken soul whom they could not secure. This mansion was full of royalty as it contained everything that is classy from furniture to colors of the wall to sofa. A big chandelier hanged in the center of the hall which spreads light to whole house except her. Mansion was full of servants but at night it is full of sorrow. The big hall of the mansion followed a big staircase which lead to a second floor where she was kept in a dark room which was as big as her heart, but it had no peace. In a corner we can see a girl in her mid- twenties, sitting with her knees bent and her head dig in her knees while her hands covered her face. She looked up with her almond- hazel eyes full of tears which were equal to pearls. Her pretty face showed no emotions as she hidden her pain deep in her heart. There was a door cracking sound that she heard and got scared for her life as then walked the demon who had spoiled her life and made her life into a broken piece of mirror which once shattered cannot be mended. It would be understatement if we said she was not nervous or showed no emotion now as he is the only one who had made her scared ever in her lifetime. He walked in with a drowsy red eye which showed his evilness and how drunk he was while he held a bottle in his hand. He was person who could not even handle himself, so he showed his power on her. He went closer towards her while she stood and started going backwards. He held her arms tightly while she hissed in pain. She hates him from the core of her heart and he knows it but he does not care as he knows how to control her but what he does not know is if she became what she is again then he will not be even able to touch her heels. He went dangerously close to her and said, “How many times do I have to tell you that when I am talking to you then stop going backwards.”

“Karan please leave me you are hurting me. Please let me go!”, said she.

“Durga you do know that right that until you will sign those papers, I am not going to let you go. You very well know why I married you don’t you? Miss Durga Mukherjee and now Mrs. Durga Sen.”

“Karan please let me go, I cannot sign those papers. If I signed it then hundreds of people will lose their jobs. Please let me go.” Cried Durga.

“I don’t care Durga, just sign the damn papers or else you know me.” Said Karan.

“Karan I am sorry I can’t sign them.” Durga. A slap of sound can be heard all around the room and blood came out from corners of her lips. He again slapped her and this time she hits her head with a table and falls unconscious. After seeing her unconscious, he went and fell on the bed because of the drink. After two hours, she went out of the room towards the main hall. She went towards a dark area and picked a telephone and called her.

“Hello, who is this?”, came a response from other side of call.

“Hello, I need your help. Please get me out of here, I request you please.” Durga pleaded.

“Listen to me, get out of the house with all the things that is important for you and don’t forget those papers and meet me at the old place.” Came the response.

Durga said, “What if they harmed my uncle, you know right he is the only one I have in my family.”

“We will explain everything to him, now just leave the house and make sure he does not know anything about you. I will see you in fifteen minutes at our old place.”

Durga then went to her room and packed her bags and took those papers from his hand and left from there silently. She went to the main gate and saw the guard and stopped there and started locating the main switch. She then off the main switch to distract the guards and left from the house.