Shobha was staring at the man vehemently. She felt like minute ice cubes streaming down through her spine. She has been seeking him for the last few months. As she saw him, she was brimmed with anger and vengeance. She curled her fist tightly and pressed against the cement bench of the old bus waiting shelter. Her eyes were kind of scintillating. She felt like running up to him and stabbing right at his torso. But, what if crowd resists, what if he escapes unscathed… thoughts thwarted her impulsiveness. She sat there making efforts to compose herself.
He made her dreams crushed into pieces. He made her like a fish out of water, gasping and quivering.
Some awkward moments passed. He was still there… seems like waiting for someone. He was leaning against his bike, chewing pan. He rubbed his palm every time when his mouth was overflowed. He was six feet having well built muscular body and dark in complexion. He has got a daunting appearance. He was intermittently checking his watch.
Shobha found herself transfixing her eyes on him and everything around her seemed blurred. She clutched her bag tightly. Her hairs were unkempt, seemed she was off shower for few weeks. Her clothes were worn out. Her dried and tanned skin made her oblivious to the fact that she is a teenager. Her mind was like a frozen flower. Sweat beads rolled down her cheek. Her face carried no expressions… was stoic of sorts. White bandage wound around her head was muddy.
A bus arrived, that man stood up and sifted through the crowd that just disembarked from the bus. After some time he wriggled out of the crowd pulling a young petite girl. She was hesitant to go with him but her face displayed her helplessness. She was succumbing to his compulsion. He dragged her to his bike made her sit behind and stormed off.
Shobha was totally taken aback by this row. She was overwhelmed with the collage of emotions.
She blamed herself for being inert. She had simply watched an innocent life being slipped into dungeon. Tender face of that helpless girl persisted inside Shobha’s mind. She was all messed up by her anger and distraught. She felt listless and restless. She could have saved her. She felt guilt.
That girl’s innocent face let Shobha’s dreadful memory to rear its ugly head again. She found herself in that young girl.
Few months back…
“What you are up to? I am so scared Shobha, Physics is kind of difficult for me” Rima panicked.
“Don’t worry Rima; tomorrow’s exam will be a cake walk for you. Please come over home at night I will teach you important points”
Shobha was confident as she was the brightest student of her class.
Shobha and Rima were childhood friends. They were on the way back from school.
“See you “
Shobha made her way home. She put her satchel on table, went inside kitchen. Since her mom passed away, she had been doing all the household chores.
Suddenly she felt a strong hand around her neck, and other hand cupped her mouth. She couldn’t figure out what was happening. She tried her best to shove him away and yell out.
She trembled to loosen herself from his strangulation, but in vain. She was craving to take breath. During the hassles, He hit her head on the wall making a blood splatter on the worn out kitchen wall.
Shobha felt dizzy, she fell down on the floor.
She opened her eyes to see his face; she choked as she saw that monstrous humane figure.
She was too feeble to resist. She was losing her senses, blood oozing out of her head.
She felt her dresses being torn off; she couldn’t stand the excruciating pain… nails pierced through her tender skin… She was wincing with gut wrenching pain. Stench of alcohol and pan made her queasy… She felt like puking… within seconds she passed out.
Shobha survived after fighting hard for weeks against death. When death is on opponent side, it requires some courage to battle. But her life turned into a bizarre phase… everything seemed colorless for her… depression started to take its toll on her… she was scared of men… She found herself locked inside the dreary room of rehab all the time… her face lacked expressions… she became prone to suicide… but the mere thought of that cruel face hindered her from finishing her life by herself… She decided to live; she gotta live just to end his life…!!
Back to present…
Shobha was still sitting there. That man is back. Shobha didn’t seem surprised. She looked for that young girl whom he carried away hours before, but she was not with him.
She thought to herself
“He might have killed her or eaten her bare flesh… like he did to me”
Her frowning face snowballed into a furious weird expression… anger was beyond control.
The mere thought of her plight repeating with another innocent girl made her insane. She couldn’t curb the urge to do something… without a second thought she strolled towards him… she was adamant!!
She stood in front of him: face to face!
That black man was totally taken aback by her sudden appearance… a sense of fear is apparent in his eyes… He whispered
Before completing his line… a bullet pierced through his chest.
He shockingly stared at Shobha who stood pointing rifle at him… without trembling her hands… her face was stony…
She pulled trigger again… bullet stormed off to his manhood… he knelt before her, half dead… third bullet made a deep hole on his forehead… finished!!
The giant body fell on ground with a thudding sound…
Everyone on the street shockingly stared at Shobha who stood like an effigy, but nobody was daring to approach her…
She looked around and screamed…
Yes, I made myself an orphan… I killed my FATHER!
She smiled; a weird one! with tears rolling down her cheeks!!
PS: to err is human to forgive is divine