THOUGHT FOR YOUR SOUL
behaviour. He was no longer pampering her rather dragging her through the unknown streets of this alien city.
Soon they arrived, jostling through the narrow alleys barely able to withhold a single-file procession, to a small rundown house ragged by the years of torments of the weather, withered and just about keeping itself intact. The irony was soon her fate would somersault her life into something that resembled this house, the abode of her dreams.
A few days hence, he started abusing her, verbally and physically. And each day as the night candle melted down, so did her trust on reality with it. With each thrust between her legs, her innocence, her hopes, her dreams were chiselled away. Her body had become an amphitheatre of his physical needs where he would pirouette along the contours of her body, whipping her soul to a corner to satiate the most evil desires a man could ever have. When you lose the meaning of life, you float aimlessly like a rudderless ship stranded in the ocean of time. And life hits you hard when it pierces through the brittle walls of your desires and tears your soul apart. You no longer have avenues of refuge, left to navigate through the darkest alleys of life. Her life had come to this now.
Days passed, weeks passed and so did the months Alas! Her pain never left her unaccompanied. Tears no longer dwelled in those once innocent eyes, full of life. More often than not, vacant and pensive thoughts would pay a visit to the graveyard of her dreams, her eyes. Today was no different, she stood before the mirror trying hard to find a nook in her body that lay spared from the atrocities of that heinous monster. She sobbed through the day grimacing in agony, petrified by the thoughts of the horrors the night would bring upon her, again. When you realize that you are the soldier of your fortune and nobody but you and only you can snatch your life from the jaws of sorrows and depression, that’ s when you
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