The crimson light struggled hard to make way into Annie's room through the broken glass pane.The tarnished wallpapers and the dirty bedsheets were all that Annie woke up to daily.The coffee cups still lay on the nearby table reminding Annie that it was a new day.
Annie woke up to face it the way she has been doing daily.She opened the half broken casement to let sunlight spread it's warm rays into her dark dingy room.She looked at the vast sky and so many thoughts came hovering to her.She carelessly combed her hair near her dressing table lost in her thoughts.But a quick glimpse of her on the mirror reminded her of the last night's encounter. The bruises were still afresh and the dark circles around her eyes seemed to make a permanent room there.
She hurriedly tied her hair into a bun and went for a shower.Standing in the shower she caressed all the wounds her body proudly bore.She was now used to the pain inflicted on her daily by different people. It seemed to be like a routine for her now.
She remembers how like every woman she too had dreams of her own happy world but God and Society somehow got jealous of her plans and destiny changed her life completely. She still remembered how happy she was being married to the man of her dreams only to find herself lying bare every night with different men.From then she had known to be an object to quench somebody's thirst.She tried hard to break the shackles but everytime found herself powerless.Now she knew if someone called her beautiful,it was her duty to satisfy his hunger and she has seen and felt every bit of it.
She still dreams and hopes that a magician would arrive to rescue her who would find her paleness hidden under her mascaras and kohl and kiss her scars even if they remain concealed. Everynight she searches for that magician who would love her soul more than her body.....