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“I am taking her, she cannot marry anyone.” The voice rang in the hall making me shiver and scared. “It’s okay you wanna marry her, marry  but give her to me for the nig-....” He couldn’t complete his dirty sentence, when one of the men shot him in between his two foreheads. He fell dead and the blood splattered all over my face, saree and hands. Will it be wicked to say, I felt immense happiness seeing him dead.

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 “Someone out there wants her… how much money was he offering?” “5 lakh. Can your  ‘Someone’ give me that?” “10 lakhs.”

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“Pandit ji mantra pariye kanya laye hai hum.” (Pandit ji read the mantras I brought her, the bride.) 

“Ji...” Ohh…  that’s his name. 

“Mahurat nikal raha hai. Aur ek aur bar soch lo aise shaadi …” (Time is passing by fast, and one more time think… ) “Kuch sochna nahi hai soch liye hai hum.”   (There is nothing to think about that I already did.) 

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‘Yeahh.. Suggest a name for her, come on.’ ‘Raani…’ everyone loved looking at the smitten boy…  ‘Okay that you give when she is big enough to rule everyone. Now … 

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‘Deva, you will always be with me right?’ ‘Always… my sweet little pie.’ ‘Yes! I will also be with you.. Forever and ever and ever.’ 

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“_____ it’s -it’s y..you?” 

“Hm….hnn nn. My sweet little pie.”

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“You thought you guys played with my life when I was small, will break me… to be honest it did. Then I met someone who gave me the power. I met my sisters, who helped me, in bringing all of you ON YOUR KNEES…”

“So should we begin..”

“YES”

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