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We are together since the day he was born. I took him in my small hands, my dad supported and help me to held him closer to mine .... he opened his tiny eyes and smiled at me .... I kissed on his cheek, I love you.
He was very protective and possessive about me.
I remembered that day, when he said, 'Maa' for first time. I was so happy ... I called mom quickly ... I danced ... I celebrated that day with my favourite chocolate ... but that was the beginning ... I was happier; when he called me 'Di' for first time ... there was another celebration.
As days passed by, both of us grew older and our relationship too. We used to fight with each other ... irritate each other ... and also love each other ... He used to pull my hair and I used to screw his ear!
He shouts, "MAAAAA, dekhoooo, Di mujhe maar rahi hai!!!!"
We were crazy kids ... our parents frustrated with us ... we used to enjoy their facial expression and laughs. we share a most loveble love-hate relationship in the world ... the relationship of brother-sister.
Years passed ... we grew up and became mature ... we still fought to each other, but not like before ... we are best friend then ... I was his biggest advisor.
Day by day he became a handsome boy, his plus point was his cute dimple smile and his voice ... he was a very good singer. Me, .... yes, only for me, he joined nearby music school ... because, I want to see him as a singer, just like my Shaan. awwwwww, I love Shaan, I had a open-secret crush on him ... he always caught me ... actually interrupted in between me and my Shaan's secret conversation.
His voice was really melodious ... more sweeter than Shaan.
He was an intelligent student ... always grabbed first or second position on the class. My bro ... was an allrounder. Thank you God ... I always thanked him for given me such a sweet brother.
But our nokh-jhok ... leg pull still continued ...
"toooh ... aaj mere bhai ne kitne ladkiyon ko propose kia??"
"DIIIII ... aap bhi na. Aaj rakhi ke din bhi aisi baat kar rahe ho!" He blushed.
OH MY GOD!!!!!! My bro blushed!!!!!
"Isska matlab zarur koi pasand aayi college me. Hmm???"
"haan, Di. par bhi tak maine usse puch nahi."
"toh kab puchega???"
"audition ke baad" he held my hand, "Di, I want to be a BIG singer ... I want to fulfill your dream. Pehle main ek playback kar loon ... phir."
I hug him ... my eyes become moist ... he is the best brother of the world.
Almost two and half months passed ... I just entered my work-world ... and he was second year of college. November 30th was his audition date. We ... means our parents and bro decided to go to Mumbai ... I was trainee then, so it was impossible to manage a week holiday.
I bid them from station.
"I love you Di ... I miss u."
"I miss you too." I hugged him, "accha, sun ... call me first after you reached the station .... and take care of yourself ... and most important, no chatpata khana ... OK!! Mom-dad ... plz be strict with him."
The train whistled.
"bye beta" "bye Di"
"bye ... apna aur mom-dad ka khayal rakhna".
Next day night .... I was waiting for their call. My cell buzzed.
"Diiiiiiiiii ... aap kaisi ho?"
"m fine ... tu kaisa hai ... mom-dad kaise hai?"
Suddenly I heard some sound of firecracker ... "what is the sound?"
"I dont know Di ... may be ' AAAAAAAAAA DIIIIIIIIIIII '"
The call disconnected.
The number you have trying to call is currently switched off.
It passed almost two hours ... I banged my cell on the bed.
Suddenly our landline ringing ... I just snatched the receiver form cradle ....
"Di, are you Gunjan Sharma??? Please, switch on your TV." A very sweet feminine voice from opposite side.
"yes. but who are you? Why- "
" I am your brother's class mate." She disconnected the call.
CST was attacked by two gunmen, one, was later caught alive by the police and identified by eyewitnesses. The attacks began around 21:30 when the two men entered the passenger hall and opened fire, using AK-47 rifles. The attackers killed 58 people and injured 104 others, their assault ending at about 22:45. Security forces and emergency services arrived shortly afterwards. The two gunmen --------------
I knelt down ... I was deaf and dumb ... continue tears wetting my tee ... and searching my family ... my bro ... my life on small scene ' through small scene.
Two year passed ... today is again Rakhi ... and I stood numb in front of his photo ... he's smiling, his big chocolate brown eyes full with mischief .......
"you miss me Di???"
"yes, I miss you ... I miss you bhai ... I miss you so much."
"dont cry Di. I love you." I feel pair of hand hug me from behind, "I love you Di."
"I love you too."
--- THE END ---
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When I was 11 years old. I stayed in Delhi with my elder sister, my father and my mother. My chachi and Chacha stayed with us..t hey had a son,Arjun, who was one year elder to me... My grandparents came to visit me once a year... Everytime they came they got many gifts for us! But mostly for him.. I used to hate him.. he always teased me saying "everyone loves me more" and I couldnt answer to him.. I would go and complain to Ma. But she would come and scold me that I compare myself with my cousin. I defend myself by saying he started it. Ma slaps me in front of Arjun. "Be Quiet! And stop arguing." Why was I always made to be quiet.. why couldnt arjun be stopped.. or slapped.. everyone adored him.. No one liked me! I was a pain! Ma always screamed at me in the house. Sometimes I reply back.. That is the first time I felt being discriminated.
One morning I woke up at 6.. that was very unusual for me.. I never got up before 8! I went to my Ma's room.. I heard Ma talking on the phone with Masi.. She kept saying "Neha.. neha.. calm down.. all of us have to go through this.. A women's life Is not easy! We are inferior to men and will always remain.. Whatever happens..And dont think about it too much.." I didnt know how to react.. why were girls inferior.. what was wrong with us? What did every girl have to go through. It scared me.. I was already treated as if I was a curse to the family.. Dad never said anything to me.. he was silent. Mother always tells me to do house hold work.. When I ask arjun to help me he starts laughing telling me "these things are menat for girls.. Not us!!". Arjun never had to do any work. He used to play with his friends the whole day! I was forced to study.. ma's favourite line was ... "If you study well you will get married in a good house" Who cared about getting married. That evening I went to Ma and asked her.. "what do girls have to go through?" ma glared at me and so did chachi.. "Your too young to know all this!" replied ma.. sternly.. "I heard you talking to Masi" Smack.. another slap! "This girl is getting out of hands.." she announced "she has started to eavesdrop on elders conversations. I hated elder people. My sister used to tell me.. "never care about these elders.. They never understand us!" But I never listened to her... though I knew she was right! She was the only one who cared about me!
As I grew up I learnt much more about the discrimination between men and women.. I read in books and heard from elders.. especially my naani.. she had given birth to 4 daughters and a son.. My naani said "until A son is born in the family the family is incomplete." I always wondered why! I never understood why she kept saying that..what was the difference between a boy and a girl? I even asked ma.. but the answer never changed.. "you will come to know everything with time" Ma always taught me one thing.. "Keep Quiet.. and Bear everything! This is what is going to come in use later in life..." I never forgot that.. My life continued listening to relatives critisize me and tell me what to do.. Everyone told me what to do.. "You should sit more gracefully.." "No no.. dont eat like that!" "Oh please, Stop talking utter rubbish!" "You gotto learn how to keep shut!" "No dont play this game.. this is arjuns!" I felt very bad.. sometimes I felt like running away! Far away.. I always went to the park near my house and sat in a corner and cried.. It was the only time I got to do what I wanted to.. The rest of the time I was like a doll.. everyone taught me how to live! Literally.! One day when mother was scolding me I ran to dads room and hugged him.. he cakmed me down and showed me a shooting star.. I shut my eyes and wished for something.. later when dad provoked me to tell him what I had wished for I wtold him the truth.. "I wished I was A BOY" Dad said nonthing after that.. those words touched deep in his heart.. I realise the depth in it now.. I was so fed up of being a girl that I wanted to be a boy!
One day I and my bestfriend were discussing this topic! Then that time I learnt something from her.. she said "Look girl, You cant deny the fact that there is discrimination.. See for yourself.. God himself has discriminated male and female.. He has given Female pain in every phase of her life. The men.. they dont have any pain! They dont leave their parents.. they dont give birth to babies.. and many more things.. Why? Why so? That just shows that GOD himself created the discrimination!" "Then why do we pray to Goddess' ? Arent they discriminated to?" "I dont know.." was all my friend said.. I was deeply affected by the way the world was going.. I was nearly 16 and I used to see my father beat my mother and all she did was listen to him and bear him quietly! I felt bad for my mom.. but I always wished that only if she would have fought back.. only if she would have tried to fight.. but no... she didnt do anything.. She just bore the pain and the insult!
Today I am 42.. I have a daughter and a son.. They are twins.. I truly never understood the way the world moves.. But I have taught my daughter to stand up for herself.. Something my mother didnt teach me.. I taught her to fight for herself.. If my mother and all the mothers in the world would have fought for their 'girl' children then this world wouldnt seem to be hell for girls today! It is 2001 and till date there is discrimination between a boy and a girl child.. It hurts to see news about female infanticide and parents giving up their children only because 'she' is a girl.. What is the difference? Only because she cant take the family ahead.. only because she is like a dead end to the family name..? I dont think so.. Women have the power to beat men! They have the strength to bear all the pain and load but still smile and say "ill manage" That is a Women.. A women is one who takes care of the whole house.. who works as a servant, loves as a lover, takes care as a wife and fights like a sister! And people think they are inferior to men! In what context? I dont know how much the world will change after me.. but I dont think A women is weak! A women is much much stronger than a man is.. she can manage all the problems on her own and still smile and ensure everything is fine.. It is just that they need strength and confidence to stand up! And FIGHT! And always make sure they are treated on equal basis..Without a WOMEN there is No Men! Because it is women who give birth to them and women who take make their lives Beautiful.. This Is What A Woman Is!
**Woman must not accept; she must challenge.
She must not be awed by that which has been built up around her;
she must reverence that woman in her which struggles for expression.**
Hey Guys! Well I dont know if my OS made much sense.. This is something I strongly believe in.. many of you might think Im a feminist and all.. But trust me.. It still goes on in many parts! Im sure you'll know!
This is very different from the kind of stories I write!
Plz Do comment!
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