EXIT PROHIBITED

Without thinking much, I reached at our usual place. In the pitch-dark night, she let her legs hanging in the air from the rooftop. I sat next to her without letting her know. Pearly tears were flowing from her eyes. As soon as I realized she expressed, "That was 5 years ago." Confusingly, I questioned, "Which one?" Her sad gaze was fixed on me. With a most sad face, she smiled and said, "You have been dreaming for the last 5 hours. It is not just a dream; it is my true story. I suicided from here. Why I took this decision?"

It would be worst thing happened if this nightmare were a true story. "But Savita, why did I dream your story? Why just ME?"

She just smiled without answering anything. She went on to say, "without answering my question you started asking me tons of questions! That's not fair! First you have to answer my question. Tell me, did I make a mistake by taking my life?"

"Wrong! totally wrong! what do you think, are you the only one in this misery? No, whenever you are in such a predicament, when you are in trouble, you should always think about other. Your misery is nothing in front of others. All of they haven't just decided to suicide. Giving life was a sign of cowardice. At that time, you should have at least thought about your parents."

For the first time in the night, she wiped her tears away. She better knew, that she can't change the past. she whispered, "So, do you want to know what happened after my death?" I nodded.

(This time storytelling Meera.)

She was weeping her tears. It was late night but we were not ready to leave that place. As an elder sister, it was very strange to tell her such a creepy and dirty story. But just without any tough reason Savita told me her dreadful story just like that I had to tell her story as it is. But why did I narrate her this story? Off course there is a reason. There was an answer to that which was told to me by Savita.

(In flashback)

Tonight, she tied her half hair and other half are insufficient to cover her neck wounds. It must have been a wound that could have taken her life, even if it was minor. Looking at that wound, I ask, "why is this wound?"

"These wounds! And this unborn child is not ready to leave me. Look at there, I died in the embrace of Gul mohar. My blood touched that tree so much. By drinking my blood this Gul mohars blossomed so much. The flowers are scattered around this house. This strategy was just to attract people to the house. That time was dawn, but instead of the sun's rays falling pouring on me, the burning raindrops were burning my skin. They were afraid of their true faces would come in front of the society. My friend was crying a lot because he had lost his best friend. Until then, I was happy with my decision. I thought that both of them was punished nicely.

But then my parents came there and my heart was broken into the thousands of pieces. My parents used to think that their daughter was just studying here. They are wrong. Totally wrong. I was doing every other meaningless thing instead of studying. They though there only daughter will make proud of them. She was a hard-working girl who will definitely be a successful person in the future. But my life time is ended there. I ended my life. I messed it up. I'm the worst daughter that anyone can get. I'm the worst person that anyone can barely trust. After all, I'm so much worrying for them. But what is the use of this worrying? What was the use of this correcting my mistakes? I want to go back to the history. I want to change the decision of studying there. I wanted to be with my parents. Why did I decide to come there? Was I so fade up? I was my father's princess; my mother was a bit strict but she is my best friend. I want to be alive. I want to enter into that body again. and I want to return with them. I want my parents so badly. Even so, he kept saying, 'Get up princess come back home with us. We won't ask you reason.' I was their only princess. I tried to get back. I tried to enter into the body. But ... "She was too emotionally to utter a word. I couldn't see anything in front of me because of those tears. In the end, she was a normal girl like me. Whose parents pampered her a lot. Even though she was not in this life, she still had emotions. Covering her emotions, she continued,