Womb

With one hand over her abdomen and the other hand carrying her trolley bag, she was walking through the crowded footpath. She was carrying five months old girl in her womb.

She was exhausted. It was getting difficult or her to walk anymore. She was sweating extremely. Her feet were bleeding. She was hobbling.

"Nidhi!" screamed a man.

She turned back. Her eyes widened in shock and fear. She speeded as much as she could but still, it wasn't enough for her to run from that man.

She changed her way and turned towards the road.

Her speeded again.

The man also hurried.

He spread his hands in order to grab her. But it went into vain.

They were running in the middle of the road. Both dodging the vehicles, just seconds before horrible collisions.

The man again spread his arms to grab her but this time a truck came in his way and scratched his hand.

He screamed out of pain but as soon as the truck passed, he again screamed out of regret as she was gone.

"Damn it!" he screamed and went away.

She was there, hiding behind the trash can.

She swiped the sweat, moving her around her neck and then, put her scattered hair behind her ears. She was gasping.

She stood up and then again started the undestined journey, hopelessly.

Sun set and the sky was lit with tiny stars as it was a new moon night. She was still walking but this time, grabbing her skirt as tight as she could.

She was finding herself unable to take even a single step. So she stopped.

She looked down.

Her water just broke and the labour started.

She screamed.

Fortunately, she was near a park and hence she went there.

She found a place to hide under the slide.

She was yelling, scratching herself.

That painful night seemed more long to her than it actually was.

The night passed.

She stood up, wiped her tears.

She removed her shrug, covered something in it and then left it under that slide.

She again started her journey.

She took a bus and sat on a window seat, looking outside cluelessly.

But a scene got her eyes. The same man who was following her that day was standing on a terrace with another woman. Her eyes widened.

He grabbed that woman and kissed her.

She was petrified.

Next day she took the same bus. There was noone.

Next day, she again took that train.

She was sneaking out of the window.

She saw the man leaving the house. She stopped the bus and got down.

'Ding Dong!' she rang the bell.

As soon as the door was opened, she grabbed the woman's hair and threw her outside the home, locking herself inside.

She rushed to the bedroom where she opened the cupboard and started looking for something.

Finally she found a file, grabbed it and left the house from the back door, carefully without letting the neighbours know anything.

She again hushed.

She grabbed a train, tore the file into pieces and flushed it.

Next day, she again took the train and went to his house.

It was locked.

She knocked, rang but no one answered.

"Nidhi!" a voice called.

She turned.

It was Mr. Dey's.

"You shouldn't have come here back. It is wrong!" he said.

"And what she did with me, wasn't it wrong?" she replied.

"Listen, he'll make sure that you get arrested!"

"I'll make sure that he doesn't get successful. Tit for tat. He destroyed my life. He killed me from inside. Now, it's my turn"

"What do you mean? Are you out of your senses?.................Wait are you high on weeds or something?"

"Yeah, what the hell do you think, how I was able to survive even after that incident. I sold drugs. I smoke them as well. You know what, I'm also a whore!"

"Oh God! See yourself. This is not who you are. This is not a daughter!"

"Your daughter, she died! She died the day, the unfortunate event happened,"

"And your child?"

"I've no clue?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I was so high and hallucinated that day that I don't know if he was born alive or not. I left it under the slide. When I went back there he wasn't there!"

She pushed Mr. Dey and grabbed a taxi.

The taxi stopped outside a hospital. She got out of the taxi and went in the hospital.

The man was there with the woman whom he was kissing that day.

"What did you think that you would leave me and I would forgive you?" she said.

"You?" he asked.

"Yes, me. I never thought that you would cheat me."

"See......"

"You loved me. We were expecting our child and you .................started loving this bitch. You made me sign divorce papers by fraud."

"What are you saying?"

Suddenly, the doctor grabbed her and injected a syringe in her neck.

She fainted.

When she woke up, she found herself lying in the bed.

"Oh! So, you woke up." the doctor said.

"Where is he?"

"He's gone!"

"Gone?.............Where?"

"Listen, you were very high and you need rest."

"Who told you..........Mr. Dey?

"No, we knew. You came here to serve as surrogate for him and his wife. But your drugs affected you to such an extent that you started believing that you're his wife. When he made you sign the surrogacy papers, you misunderstood them as divorce papers. You stabbed him and left the home."

"What?"

"Yeah!"

"But I think that.................."

"It's not necessary everything that you think is true."

"Then Mr. Dey............Where is he?"

"You think he's your father! No, he does not have any relation with you. He is his wife's father!

"Doctor, I'm getting nothing. Am I even awake?"

"Don't worry, just go to sleep. You would feel fresh." replied the doctor, injecting another syringe in her arm.