The silver bright light of the moon was casting a earthly glow over everything as I lay there wide awake besides my mamma and baba under the open sky at our rooftop. My back turned stiff as I lay there on the charpoy (A traditional bedstead, consisting of a wooden frame bordering a set of knotted ropes) unable to hold my excitement as I couldn’t stop thinking about tomorrow, wishing it would come early and oops mamma even scolded me that I should sleep, otherwise I wouldn’t get that bicycle.
Sunddenly afraid from that horrendous thought I shut my eyes tight so mamma could see I’m trying. My 8 year old self said the moon to go away who was trying to play hide and seek with me occasionally hiding behind the clouds, and those twinkling stars who were shining bright in an attempt for me to stay awake, but, all their attempts failed as after sometime I slowly drifted off to my la la land.
The faint sound of the birds chirping could be heard from a distance as I slowly tried to open my eyes but shut it immediately from the sun’s glare. Suddenly I jolted and sat upright wide awake at the sudden thought of what was awaiting me and I couldn’t hold back my excitement as I ran downstairs taking two steps at a time to reach there faster. “Mamma mamma where is my bicycle”, I asked her jumping up and down. She was in the the kitchen making breakfast and answered, “you’ll have to wait till 2 in the afternoon as your baba said he’ll bring it in then”.
As I waited anxiously by the door eyes on the clock ticking tick tock and finally it struck two but still no one at the door and after five minutes I jumped off the floor and ran for the door as I heard the Knock. I hurriedly opened the door and sprang in to Baba’s arms hugging him tightly with twinkling eyes and a big smile on my face. There lay in front of me my gift that I have been anxiously waiting for since two years. As my parents couldn’t afford one before and now finally I have my own. I no longer have to borrow it from the neighbors kids and can ride my own bicycle, My very own and can proudly call it mine.
I insisted on going for a ride on my brand new bicycle, as baba couldn’t tag along as he had work to go to and mamma and baba couldn’t stop me but I insisted, they shook their heads but their eyes shining and I could see the faintest smile they were trying to hide but I caught it. I beamed at them openly pleading them to let me go on my own.
As baba made me promise that I should come back home immediately after two rounds just outside the gate without wandering off for long as it wasn’t safe outside for girl’s to go alone in our village since the recent horrific events of girl’s being kidnapped and other bad things happening these days. After hugging mamma and baba tightly, showing them how I much I love them as they are the world to me as I’m their. I finally took off with my bicycle excited for the adventure lay ahead of me.
While having the time of my life, riding, I lost count of how many hours it has been out here or how far I have wandered from home as the sudden realization struck me of the unknown area I just entered where there wasn’t enough light, as the sun was also setting and this sudden feeling of fear started growing inside me with the warning bells ringing. I heard the few shuffling sounds and the sound of multiple footsteps behind me. And I couldn’t help but think about mamma and baba, their warnings about all the bad things happening around and I sped up the pace of my bicycle to get out of there quickly and reach home safely as I promised.
I tried to paddle harder and faster as the thudding sounds were getting more amd more closer than before. Suddenly, I shrieked loudly as a big manly hand came in contact with my shoulder jerking me off the bicycle and roughly throwing me to the ground. I screamed loudly as a shrill pain shot up my spine from the abrupt contact with the hard ground.
My mouth went numb as the man slapped me harshly across the face to shut me up. I watch with a horrified expression on my face, as there weren’t only one but five big man, one holding me while the other four standing behind him with a sickly disgusting smirk on their faces. My innocent 8 year old self couldn’t decipher as to why they were hurting me or what they would do to me as I just wanted to go home to mamma baba and wanted to never ever step foot out of the house or break their promise and to follow all the instructions carefully the next time.
I promise mamma baba I’ll obey you the next time this won’t happen ever again pinky promise,but please save me. But, unfortunately it was too late for that promise as the tears started streaming down my face from the excruciating pain the vile barbaric man was causing me physically and mentally, harming my body and tainting my pure soul. I tried to wiggle out of his grip but I couldn’t as he was too strong and I was just an innocent 8 year old child. My small fragile couldn’t handle that much pain the man was causing me, and I lay there motionless while those brutal men turn by turn were painting my body with red blood.
I lay there motionless breathing my last ragged breaths as how much pain can a child endure, it was too much.” I am sorry mamma and baba I broke the promise I made please forgive me, I Love you”, were the last words spoken by that innocent self as she took her last breath and finally the angelic soul left leaving behind a small broken body painted in red and purlple bruises. Her body lay there still and powerless, her eyes wide open with horror as though she was recalling the horrified incident again and agajn and couldn’t forget what took place with her but, sadly, she was motionless as she had already left this cruel place full of saidstic people.
She must be questioning in the end asking her rapists, what was her fault? What did she do to deserve all this? What danger was her innocent 8 year old child to them? Why her? Why even anyone else like her?
As it happens everyday around the world where this happens to innocent pure children. Why? What’s their fault? Were they threat to anybody? How can someone even think of doing that to those sinless souls? How?
Surely no human would think of doing that. They were definitely not humans, they were the sadistic bastards who disguise themselves as humans but in real they’re just monsters trying to fulfill their Sickly monstrous desires without even thinking of the consequences that those children are someone’s entire world so how could they? Don’t they have their own children, sisters mother? Anyone? Surely they don’t as the one who has would never perform such sick act and they are definitely Not Humans.