BHARATPUR RAILWAY STATION

SONAKSHI'S P.O.V.

Beti bachao, beti padhao!!!!!

Save girl child!!!!!

Equal rights for women!!!!!!

These are things to be heard, said, and admired............the politicians say these statements and earn a lot of claps and cheers from their audience, but no one knows the reality behind the scenes.........the stark reality is what I have been facing everyday in my life, all through these years..........in our family, women are still considered as a second graded species........the males of my family say, women should stay within their limits, they aren't suppose to fly high!!!!!!

But despite this fact, I dared to lie to my family and take up medicine.........only my mom and my bhai know about my medical career.........all the others in the family feel I have been staying at the hostel just for the sake of completing my basic graduation in B.COM..........I know there will be an explosion when they will come to know about this, but I care less.........all I know is I'm not doing anything wrong and as long as my Mom and brother support me, I will continue pursuing my dreams.........

My dad is the ruling politician of Rajasthan, it's not that I don't like him or despise him as such.........it's just that I don't approve about his ideologies about women........coz I feel women are none less than men.........they can work on par with men and can earn as much as the boys earn these days........it's only that they need a chance, an opportunity...........something which they get very less, just because some egoistic males cannot see women excel them........

Now you must be wondering why I chose to be a doctor.......well it so happened that Maa fell extremely sick when I was 5 or so..........now Baba didn't have time to take her to the city hospital, so he would summon a different vaid (local doctor) everyday........all they would is crush some leaves in a bowl and feed that juice to Maa.........she kept suffering for a month or so, before getting back to good health..........

That's when I vowed to be a doctor.........if not anyone else, I could atleast treat Maa........but Baba never approved of my aspirations........he felt girls should do their basic graduation and then be married off........he believed girls would look better in the kitchen behind the stove rather than in the hospital behind the x-ray machine..........and that's the reason why I have been lying at home about my graduation........

My elder brother, Ranveer bhaisa, also feels the same..........he himself got married to an illiterate women for two simple reasons...........one, she is beautiful, extremely beautiful.........and two, the most important one, she was illiterate..........

Shaurya Bhai has been on my side right from the beginning...........he always found ways to pamper me, but people around say his character isn't good..........but I don't believe in what they say..........coz I know my Bhai is the best........and I will always be there for him......

And ofcourse, you must also know about my Bela Bhabhisa.........the one I hate the most in my house.........not because she's more beautiful than me, but because she doesn't treat Maa well..........she always talks bitterly to Maa and also doesn't leave a chance to insult me infront of my family members, what irks me more is that no one abstains her from doing so, except Shaurya Bhai..........but they say everyone has a weak point, and she too has one..........well I don't know what exactly it is, but Shaurya Bhai definitely knows her weak nerve..........no wonder she's scared of him....

Now you would be wondering why am I telling you all these things.......well the reason is simple, coz there's hardly anything I got to do now except this, coz at the moment all I can do to relax my mind is to recollect names of all my family members, their behavior graphs, my dream to be a doctor and some similar stuff........wonder why?

Coz I'm stuck.........stuck at this railway station, with some extremely stupid people around..........it's 12 a.m., there's no connective train available which could get me to my place...........Jaipur, the city of palaces...........the pink city.........my city..........and all this has happened because of my stupid friend, Aashtha............now I'm sure you'll ask me what does she have got to do with this..........

Ask me what has she not got to do with this?..........I had given her a petty job to book my train tickets, well that's coz my Baba suddenly had this urge to meet me, he has summoned me home all of a sudden, and my buddy couldn't even find two connecting trains.........who keeps her friend stranded and waiting at midnight on a not so buzzing railway station, isn't she supposed to be cruel?..........

Well to be frank she isn't............it's just that she's a bit lame..........she doesn't think twice before doing something..........just like how she booked the train tickets for me now.........the timings were perfect...........my first train was supposed to take me upto Bharatpur railway station from my hostel and I was supposed to arrive here at 11.35 p.m............and the next train was supposed to take me to Jaipur and that one was scheduled to arrive at 12.00 o'clock.........perfect isn't it?.........well not..........she didn't bother to check that the next train was scheduled at 12 p.m. and not 12 a.m..........cool!!!!!!!!!!!

Aee.........kya bolti tu?

Sun naa, janeman.......

Aati kya khandala?

Ghoomenge, phirenge, nachenge, gayenge, aiiiissshhhh karenge chal naaaa......

Pathetic, just pathetic...........I mean a girl is stranded at midnight, she doesn't know how to get home.........and instead of helping her out, these guys are busy singing some weird songs to her...........outrageous.........when would these guys understand that all females aren't supposed to be treated as a piece of meat.........

When will their mentality change?.........why can't they genuinely help out a girl in need..........why do they always plan to take advantage of a girl when she's alone at a public place?.........don't they have mother's and sister's at home?..........or do they treat them similarly?

Arrey jaaneman.........kabtak yahaan baithi rahogi..........humari baat maano, humare saath chalo.........raat ko jannat ki sair karake subah tumhe wapas chod denge........kyun bhai log?

(till when are you going to sit here, sweetheart?........listen to us, come along.........we take you around the universe and drop you safely in the morning.......what say guys?)

Giggles and unnecessary cooing is all I could hear post that cheap dialogue of his..........he was supposed to be a hawker at the platform stall...........wonder how these people get license to run a business.........

Dekhiye bhaiyya..........please mujhe akela chod dijiye.........

(please bhaiyya........leave me alone.......)

Some more of giggling followed by hooting was all that went on for some time.........that man's face fell as if I had done something really grave to him............probably me calling him "bhaiyya" had caused all the damage........

Yahaan main tumhe jaaneman kehkar bula raha hoon aur tum ho ki raksha bandhan manane chali ho.........abhi batata hoon.......

(here I'm addressing you as sweetheart, and all you want to do is celebrate Raksha Bandhan........wait let me show you.....)

He tried grabbing the stole hanging loosely over my neck as I managed to grab my handbag and suitcase before making a dash from that place..........I ran as far as my feet could carry me, finally reaching upto the station entrance............I turned around to see if they were still following me, alas, yes they were..........

They were 4 of them, huge and hefty built guys...........they were tracking me continuously and there was no way for me to escape this dreaded situation...........they were loudly calling out to me by the nickname they had christened me with...........Jaaneman.........yuckkk.......like seriously........

I looked around to see if there was someone whom I could approach for help.............fish!!!! there wasn't anyone around..........I hate Aashtha for doing this to me.........although she hadn't hoped for anything bad, but still............I hate that girl..........

Just when I had begun digging into my handbag to check if I could find something which could be used as a weapon to harm these goons, I could see a pair of headlights blinking from a distance...........I managed to tuck my hair, which had by now spread all over my face, behind my ear to get a clear view of the vehicle which seemed to be approaching me...........

It was a car, something probably like a SUV or sedan.............I could see two manly figures occupying it, from a distance...........men again, why did the world have to be filled with the male species...........but then again my heart reasoned out..........right now, two well-built men were the ones who could help me out of this situation........

I dropped my suitcase on side and stepped out onto the road to wave out to the person driving the car...........what if they hadn't noticed me?........what if they didn't stop by to help me out..........the car did stop, and out stepped two handsome hunks..........ok Sonakshi, stop infatuating............right now you have to concentrate on getting out of this place..........

Aapko kahin jaana hai kya?...........itni raat ko aisi jagah, aap kar kya rahi hain?

(do you have to go somewhere?.......what are you doing at this hour at a place like this?)

The shorter one amongst them questioned as the taller one kept starring at me as if I had just got out of the earth............I would doubt myself after a few years when I would be recollecting this instance, but what I did next was so not my types..........without even wasting another second, I leapt onto the taller guy and clung to his blazer as if there was no tomorrow...........

Please help me out..........there are these guys who are following me.........please take me out of this place..........I need to reach home..........

Right!!!!!!........great going Sona..........everyone around in Bharatpur is supposed to know how fluent you are in English............what if these two guys don't understand English?...........what if they leave you here feeling that you are trying to mock their lack of understanding in the western language.........out of all the days you had to find this particular day to showcase your talent.........good job!!!!!

Ma'am.........be careful...........

The taller one spoke now.........his voice was the most serene and sexiest one I had ever heard in my life..........the way he carried himself........the way he looked at me..........his golden brown orbs..........his perfectly sculpted face.............that light beard adorning his broad chin..........that stork like nose.........oh my goodness.........I had never seen a man as handsome as him.........

Just when I was busy imagining vivid things about him, I could feel my sleeve being torn off...........holy mother of god.........those goons had managed to get till here and now they had managed to tear off my sleeve..........wait, where did my two saviors disappear?..........did the tall guy manage to guess that I had been imagining vague things about him?............did they dump me here just because my thoughts about them were not so pure?

Just when my mind was forming another weird image, I could hear one of the goons screaming for help..........I turn around to look what's exactly happening behind my back.........there they were, beating the goons black and blue...........the shorter one had managed to ground one of them while the taller one, who seemed to be more heftier amongst the two, had managed to floor two..........and the forth one had managed to tear off my sleeve as there was no one left to stop him........

Just when he was about to grab me by my shoulder, a rod was hit into his head.........he collapsed almost immediately, as the taller guy walked upto me.......I know I should have thanked him, both of them infact for helping me out in this moment of dire need, but all I managed to do was faint in the arms of my tall guy..........

Ma'am.............Ma'am.........are you alright??

He kept chanting these words like a mantra as both of them tried to get me back from my giddy state..........but I chose to be the way I was, zoned out..........wondering why??............because that's how our story was supposed to begin..........this is how God had planned my meet with the prince of my life, my knight in shining armor............Devansh Bundela!!!!!!!

ok now for my rant..........I have updated the first chapter even though the target of the prologue part wasn't completed........but then its a genuine request to all my readers to kindly complete the target of this chapter before I update the next one........Thank You

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