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The Dark Alley

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Everyone called her "The Mad Lady",she lived by the dark alley all by her own,her tattered clothes and her uncared hair often scared the little ones in the street.
The mothers used to say to their naughty kids-" Sleep fast or the Mad Lady will come to take you".
Nobody knew from where she came,whom she could call her own,she has been living there since long.
People often made fun of her,called her names but she never disturbed anyone.

It was a usual evening of winter,the town had been hushed by the noises of the day and was gearing up for a peaceful sleep.Most of the doors and windows were shut,the fathers had returned back home,the children were busy studying indoors.
The "Mad Lady " walked towards her home when the  eyes of a newly explored manhood of yours fell upon her.
Your desire to quench your thirst overpowered your sense of reasoning.
Like a hungry cat attacking the fish,you pounced on her.She tried hard to free herself from your clutches but she couldn't.Your agility dominated her fraility.She cried in pain,but no one came out.A few windows opened but they quickly shut it down to avoid being in trouble.

Some knew about that evening,some didn't.But very soon the whole town buzzed with the news that the "Mad Lady" was expecting.Some laughed at her,some abused her,some showed contempt.
She was taken to the hospital by some generous soul and I came into this world.
She tried hard to keep me away from the dark alley and I grew up in different places, sometimes I found myself in a stable,sometimes in the railway station,sometimes in the lobby of the public toilets.I have seen the "Mad Lady " staying hungry to feed me up,she fought if someone called me names or questioned my birth.

Her voice was silenced soon, I still remember the day I walked back home with a packet of biscuits given to me by a helpful family who saw me and took pity on me and gave me a 50 rupee note too.I felt like a winner,I was excited to show my "Mad Lady" my prized possession,but when I came back from a distance I saw her lying lifeless on the road and a dozen bucket blood oozed out of her body.

Before I could mourn her death,I was arranged for a hut by the end of the dark alley.I knew my life wouldn't be the same anymore.
It was a usual evening of winter, ,the town had been hushed by the noises of the day and was gearing up for a peaceful sleep.Most of the doors and windows were shut,the fathers had returned back home,the children were busy studying indoors.
I went out to get the last meal of the day with the  last penny  I had.Your lustful eyes fell upon me and your thirst overpowered your sense of reasoning.You pounced on me like a hungry lion and devoured up my innocence.I was in pain,I tried to stop you but you were more powerful.Your eyes seemed to pierce my soul and gulp down my body.
You quenced your thirst and went away, I lay there unconscious.

The next day a crowd gathered around me.Some judged my clothes,some my birth,some my blood and some my destiny.I saw you in the crowd, I recognized you,you tried to avoid looking at me.
I wanted to forgive you for destroying my "Mad Lady's" life and I was ready to forgive you for crushing down a nine year old's innocence by your masculine pride.
I wanted to call you Father,I wanted to forget everything,but you walked past, leaving me crushed, spoiled and shattered forever...


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