That day, before Sarita Devi got to catch her car to go to the office, she suddenly noticed a beautiful girl standing by the side of the road. At that moment, the girl covered her dress with her left hand and begged for a right hand. She is about 12 years old. Tears welled up in her half-gray face, and she hopes for some food.
Sarita Devi has been living in her house for about 30 years. She is currently a Tahsildar. For the first time today, she saw a girl begging in front of her door. She seemed surprised.
She closed the car door and approached the girl. Seeing Sarita Devi, the girl said, “Mother, will you give me some money?” Didn’t eat anything since last night ??? Sarita Devi asked girl what is your name ?? On replied, my name is Ambika. Sarita Devi asked again, was this the first time I saw you in this place ?? Where are you from And why is your dress torn ?? After so many questions, tears welled up in Ambika’s eyes.
Sarita Devi wiped Ambika’s tears in her handkerchief and asked what happened ??
Why are you crying ??
Tell me ??
Is there any problem?
No Mother?? Ambika Said,
Sarita Devi asked again, as your friend ?? I will definitely fix it if there are any problems. No Mother, my mother face remembered so ??
Sarita Devi asked again? Tell me where are you from and Where is your home? I’ll take you there and let you eat too but I have to be honest ??
Ambika saw the light of faith in Sarita Devi’s eyes. She started telling Sarita Devi all the truth. Tears well up in her eyes. “Our village is Manjara,” Ambika said. Too far from here? Dad, Mom, and I came here to work in a brick kiln its about 5km away ?? About 6 months after arriving, the owner of the brick kiln told his mother that another brick kiln needed people and that you had to go there ?? But my mother refused. That night, my father came home in drunken condition and slapped my mother. My mother hugged me and fell asleep, but at around 12 midnight, four people knocked on my door and handed a bag of money to my father. Father didn’t stop them after Mom refused. Mom keeps saying let my daughter come with me ?? But they didn’t listen to her?
At that moment, my father dragged me away and the door slammed shut. I tell Dad every day, I will go to Mom’s near, but he gets angry at me and slaps me, saying that your Mom will never come again. Go your work now, you will give me all of the money, and I did it. He spent his days drinking alcohol.
It will be about a month and a half. Suddenly it was I found a piece of news that my father had fallen into a well near Bhati intoxicated and died. I have been alone ever since. Goes to work every day. This went on for 20 to 25 days. One day, the owner’s son came to me while I m working and he trying to forcefully. When I protested, he picked me up and tried to rape me, but I survived because there were other people around him, but that night he came back to my hut. He raped me. I was helpless but I did not give up. Suddenly I picked up the bucket and hit it on his head. There he was bleeding profusely. Seeing her blood, I ran away in fear. I walked here last night and got here. I slept near this house here. In the morning the guards of this house came and picked me up. I walked away in fear. I begged him for some food but he denied it. after seeing you I came here to see you because the guard left here.
Tears welled up in Ambika’s eyes as she said this. Hearing this, Sarita hugged the Ambika and said, ‘Will you stay with me? ‘Ambika smiled. Sarita Devi said. Just like you, when I was 12, my parents left me and moved away. Listen, you will be at my house today and will you help me with my housework. My son is an engineer, he lives in the United States. So will you stay with me ?? Ambika raised her head a little and remained silent ?? What do you think Sarita Devi said ?? “Come with me,” he said, pulling Ambika’s hand towards her home.
The house was very large. Ambika is busy seeing this house. Sarita Devi said. For the past 20 days, there has been another girl, but she has left because her marriage is fixed for this month. I am alone now. You will not work here as a maid or a bai. You will be my daughter. I have no daughters yet.
My son’s room is empty. You will be there. You do one thing Go and bathe. There is food in the kitchen. you will eat and sleep a little. I’ll be back at two o’clock and we’ll go to the market together. From there, bring some clothes and go to the hospital.
Ambika took bath. Sarita Devi left for the office.
At two o’clock, Sarita Devi took Ambika to the market and brought her a dress for Ambika, and brought her a medical check-up. Medical check-ups revealed that she had been raped. Some of the scars on the body are clearly seen. According to the medical check-up, Sarita Devi reported the matter to the police.
Within hours of the report, police raided the brick kiln. The owner’s son was arrested and sent to jail. where some child laborers doing the job with some young girl labor doing there. all are evacuated this morning. All girl was placed in a women’s alliance, for sewing bags, and was hired by the government to pay for her services.
Sarita Devi was loved Ambika as a girl. She was sad sometimes, but she forgot her past because of Sarita Devi’s nature and love.
But what is written in “Fate of Destiny” must happen. Two years have passed since then. Sarita Devi’s husband had died of a heart attack a year before Ambika reached home. but two years later her son returned home from the United States with his girlfriend. Sarita Devi was helpless at her son’s insistence, and the English-American girl with her son stayed at her house as a daughter-in-law, but that too for a few days. The country was useless with the small house of American girl said. So she left Sarita Devi’s house and returned to the United States. The son spends the day drinking the grief of his girlfriend left.
It’s been going 10 days. One night the boy came home drunk. Ambika is alone at home that day. Sarita Devi travels to other cities for some office work. On that day, Ambika was raped again like a black cloud. She tries to leave or protested, but no one listened to her voice. At the moment, he is alone in this dense world’s forest. She thinking Sarita Devi has given her a new life. She thought she had tried to tell Sarita Devi about her son’s bad behavior, but the next morning Sarita Devi’s son fell at her feet and apologized for doing so. Ambika did not respond to a request for comment by Sarita Devi’s son. She endured the atrocities with tears in her eyes.
One day, Sarita Devi’s son came home drunk. Ambika sleeps in a room next to the storeroom. That day, she was raped again. He tried to shout but was helpless because his hands and face were bandaged and locked. She was raped that night, and her son threatened to kill her if she did or tell her mom.
She again did not dare to tell Sarita Devi about the atrocities committed against her. Ambika had no fear of losing her life. There was a fear that when Sarita Devi would not believe her. It’s been a long time since a small girl place in a big house to blame her son. She is afraid.
But not long after that, Ambika was going to be raped again but that day she escaped out of Sarita Devi’s son and left out of the house. Ambika feared that if I stayed here, the monster would continue to eat me and eat my blood meat like eagle and shrimp. Better than I left this house at all.
Here Ambika being the flesh of monster people in this world. He left this home but she was again raped by other monster people. In a state of shock, the monster raped and dumped Ambika on a nearby river. In the middle of the night, the jackal and the crocodile fell prey. The next morning, the passers-by saw her dead body. Newspapers, TV channels, etc. arrived immediately.
Sarita Devi’s son told his mother that she had stolen some jewelry and money from our house, but Sarita Devi did not believe it. He reported the matter to the police. A day later, police said Ambika’s body had been found lying on the bank of the river.
Sarita Devi reached the river bank and introduced Ambika to her daughter and proceed for post-mortem. The post-mortem report found that about three to four people had raped her, and the doctor said she had been raped ten hours before, but she was alive, according to the report, just six hours before her death.
Sarita Devi accepted the body and cremated it with reverence. Sarita Devi blames herself for Ambika’s death and spends the day starving. A few months later, Sarita Devi retired from the post of Tahsildar. Sarita Devi found Ambika as a daughter in her life but she is no more now. The police investigation revealed that he had not found any money or gold from the scene and according to preliminary reports some people from the village near the river were interrogated and interrogated but the real culprit could not be found. The case file was closed with the permission of Sarita Devi.
But the perpetrators and atrocities of Ambika are still roaming the open world. Was it really wrong for Ambika to be born as a girl and come into this world ?? Either she had this condition due to her poverty or what else is there for her ?? They could not escape the evil eye of the world’s monsters people. So many questions ?? Sarita Devi has a crush on her mind.
Four years have passed since Ambika’s death. At the time, her son was leaving home and living in the United States with his girlfriend. One day Sarita Devi was sitting alone on the balcony of the house. Feeling emotional. Tears welled up in his eyes. She was unhappy due to Sarita Devi’s son was living in the United States with his girlfriend no that’s wrong. she Sad only Ambika did not get justice.
It was at this point that God heard Sarita Devi’s mind. Suddenly outside the gate, Kabaddi Bala came and asked her if there was any iron and old newspaper, sir madam? Sarita Devi looked at Kabaddi Bala and said yes yes, wait I bring for you some newspapers from the storeroom. Sarita Devi reads the newspaper every day. He keeps the newspaper in the storeroom. She thought I’d give her all the newspaper she had in this storeroom. Sarita Devi call Kabaddi Bala to her home and took out all the newspapers that were in the storeroom but Sarita Devi saw every paper and handed it over to Kabaddi Bala. “It simply came to our notice then. After about half an hour of work, the storeroom newspaper was empty and cleaned and Kabaddi Bala asked to pay some money in exchange for the newspaper but Sarita Debi said that instead of giving me this money, she would take whatever money she could for her children with that money. There was a wave of joy on Kabaddi Bala’s face and he thanked Sarita Devi and left.
Sarita Devi going to lock the storeroom, while she has seen a piece of rough paper. The paper was found in a window corner.
she read some words on the Rough paper. Sarita Devi’s words hurt her and the ground slipped under her feet. His head turned. He didn’t know how to get out of the storeroom and sit on the sofa. He put the rough Paper on his chest and cried a lot. Even as a small child, he rolled down his sleeves and began to cry, hurting his hands.
She realized that the letter was from Ambika. It is true that Ambika studied until the sixth grade, but her letters are like computer writing. She loves to write. Seeing her letter, Sarita Debi asked her to read on, but Ambika refused, saying, “No, mother, I want to be your daughter forever.” I will not read any class.
But Ambika asked Sarita Devi for a Rough notebook. He used to tear up the rough paper to bring some ration, sometimes tearing up a piece of paper and writing. but the word on the last page of Rough paper really helped Ambika do justice.
The rough paper saying was, “Mom, you will forgive me for my hurting words. You are not a woman, you are a goddess of me, but you will forgive me for saying that a monster son has been born from your lap. If I refuse today, she will be murdered to you. I was threatened with death in the evening. That’s why I’m to leave your house today because your son is a monster. I can’t say how many times he has had a bad relationship with me. No more daring to say how many times he has eaten on the raw flesh of my body. He has been raping me every time, threatening to kill me, and threatening to kill you in life. The day I refuse to let your son have a bad relationship with me I don’t want him to take your life because I couldn’t save my birth mother but I am leaving this house in the hope that I will definitely save your life. but no more mother, I cannot survive the rape pains every day.
Sarita Devi holds the Rough paper to her chest and began to cry.
Sarita Devi has been saddened again. I began to think that the one I tore my stomach to was a monster. She hated herself, but she became stronger. she thought why did Ambika not get justice if my tehsildar had done justice to everyone during his life ?? Ambika is also a woman, a girl, and she deserves justice. He grabbed Ruff’s paper and walked out to the police station. There he wrote a letter of complaint in the name of his son, urging him to be arrested as soon as possible.
He did so in the hope that he would be able to send his son to jail and bring peace to Ambika’s soul. Police have also started an investigation, but Sarita Devi did not tell her son that her mother had lodged a complaint against her son. Just two days later, U.S. police arrested Sarita Devi’s son and brought him back to his country. Upon arrival in his home country, he was arraigned. Police reopened the case and started an investigation. Sarita Devi’s son has been charged with felony criminal mischief. As police began to crack down, new clues emerged. He admitted everything was wrong and began to tell the truth. He said he and his friends had raped Ambika on the riverbank the next night and dumped her. Police were called to the scene, and four of them were taken to court. The judge ruled that the four men should be sentenced to life in prison.
Afterlife imprisonment, Sarita Devi’s son’s fascination arose a little, but he denied his desire for justice. He considers himself blessed that Ambika deserved justice and deserved justice.
Just as we accept the use of Rough Paper as disrespectful, Ambika’s life disappeared from the world in a few days like a Rough Paper. But the Rough Paper of Ambika”It simply came to our notice then. No one understood the true value of her life, but Sarita Devi lived up to her ideals and prioritized justice for her daughter, Ambika, instead of her son.
Today, Sarita Devi is alone at home, but she feels blessed to have given peace to Ambika’s soul.
In fact, the story is over. Hopefully, this story will touch your heart. Now you can comment. How did you feel about this story?
Thank you.
By. Nilamadhab Bhuyan ( A Story Writer)
