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“Khh-khoon beh raha h aapka, d-dard ho rha ho-ga”. She stuttered while looking at his injury.

[Y-you’re bleeding.. i-it must be hurting, right?]

“ dard tab hota h, jab dil zinda ho aur Mera toh teen saal phle hi maar gya”. He said while looking at her with cold eyes.

[Pain is felt only when the heart is alive and mine died three years ago. ]

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“Welcome to my world, Mrs. Reddy.”

His words weren’t loud but they echoed inside me louder than the explosion behind us and I finally understood I hadn’t just married a man. I have stepped into the storm he lived in.

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“ You are Dhananjay Reddys's wife… dar bhi apse darega ab hmm”. He said while sliding the ring in her finger at their wedding night.

[Even fear will be afraid of you now.]

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“ tumhari Himmat bhi kaise hui humhare bete ko chuhne aur naam lene ki”. His mother slapped her hard.

[How dare you even think of touching or taking my son’s name?]

“ woh humhare pati h maa, aur unka naam toh hum le sakte h”. She retored while her body shivers from fear.

[He is my husband Amma and I do have the right to take his name.]

“ uske liye pati Patni wala rishta hona bhi chahiye”. His mother spat while looking at her from head to toe.

[For that, there should be a husband and wife relationship too]

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“They say angels have curly hairs, now I see why”. He thought when he saw her for first time.

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“issi baat ka lehaaz hai ki aap meri maa hain, varna kab ka zinda gaad chuka hota”. He said while controlling his anger.

[ It’s only out of respect that you’re my mother..otherwise, I would have buried you alive long ago. ]

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