His Madness

"V..Viraj pp..please mere sath aisa mat karein plsss mujhe ja..jaane dein.." Holding my arms he was dragging me like a rag doll, like I didn't mattered to him my cries were all in vain infront of him. He stopped and turned around and all his anger was gone there was silence that I never understood my small mind could never guess about what can be the chaos behind his calmness, his silence. Taking a slow and controlled step towards me held my cheeks gently , "Shhh.. jaan apki he khwaaish thi na shadi krne ki , wahi puri krne le jaa raha hun , chlo abb" I pushed him hard enough to loose his hold on me "NHI KARNI MUJHE AAPSE SHADI, NHI KARNI, maar diya aapne usse uski koi glti ni thi, meri galti thi, sab meri galti thi " He hugged me, trying to console me "shh.. shhh.. bss ab uss insan ke baare me koi baat ni hogi chlo abb" Detaching from him "NHI JANA , NHI KRNI MUJHE SHADI MERA DULHA MARR GAYA HAI APNE MAAR DIYA ARJ- Holding my nape, he said "BOLA NA USKA NAAM MT LO , AUR KYA SHADI NI KRNI HAI KI JIDD LAGAYI HUI HAI, shadi toh hoke rahegi jaan chahe apki mrji ho ya na ho ". Carrying me in his arms he moved forward to his car. Ananya khatri, a confident and bold girl, Daughter of avinash and nandita khatri and having four protective brother by her side, she was never taught to be feared by a man. But never she knew her boldness would tangle her with someone who won't just mold her into a women but, HIS WOMEN.