'Man.. Please... I'm sorry.. I wont do this ever again. Please talk to me. This is killling me'. This is what I told to everyone who kept mum to me for any of my mistakes... May it be dad, mum, bhaiyya, bhabhi or even Ajay-My bestie... 'Dont talk to me' was the worst sentence on earth for me. It hurted me that much. A day without speaking to these people made me hate my life itself. I may be over reacting, but I couldnt bear the silence of my loved ones..
Then I met her. Rhea-The third of Ajay's sisters. His story about the three were like Cinderella's story- The mother and the two elder sisters torturing her eventhough she's not their step daughter. Ajay's father left the home and the family after Rhea's birth. So the mom thought her as their bad luck and loved the elder ones only. The elder sisters too took the most advantage of this. But for Ajay-she was her little charm.. But I never thought the scene was so worse until I saw Rhea fall down slipping from the oil poured by her sisters. Me and Ajay witnessed them pouring oil in the floor and giggling at Rhea's 'free fall'. I didn't knew what to do when Ajay roared at them with his cricket bat. I looked at Rhea. I remembered how loud bhabhi cried when she slipped from bathroom last week. But Rhea was sitting in silence with her back faced to me.. Her head was down. Ajay ran to her, I went near them too.. Her great toe was bleeding and her tears were in the floor along with the blood. I had to look at her face to realise that she was crying so hard. Her beautiful face had turned red. 'Don't worry baby... I'll take the worm out of those filthy animals. Come lets dress the wound' Ajay took her to the room. But I couldnt move from there.. My mind was in her crying face. She didnt even realise that I was there. She was badly hurt. I kept my finger in one of those tear drops. For the first time in my life, I was carried away by somebody's silence. Her silent cry.
I think I didn't told you..
- Rhea was dumb..