The monsoons had
begun, casting its spell on nature, the sweet soil intoxicating the earth with
its fragrance. On this chill windy night, she kept running as fast as she could,
away from him, who made her life miserable. Her lungs hurt as she took quick
breaths in rapid gusts, but she could not afford to stop; for if she did, it
was certain that she would lose her life in his hands. And that was the last
thing she wanted to do. So she kept running; running like there was no tomorrow;
running like she wanted to reach the other end of the world; running far away
from him - he who married her only to make her life hell since the past six
months. She deserved a better life - a life of happiness. Tears welled up her
eyes and her vision became blur as her steps faltered. And just then, a pair of
bright headlights blinded her temporarily. The majestically dark SUV stopped
inches from her, with the lights still bright. She felt dizzy and fell to the
ground, expecting the hard concrete to come in severely hard contact with her
head. Just then a pair of strong arms, which must have belonged to the man
driving the car, held her by her shoulders. "Help me..." she whispered at the
blur image of the man before everything in front her eyes darkened.
