Be Alive

Little Daya with trembling voice: maa...aff kr dain... gh..ghalti sy... ho gaya... aain... (gulping the saliva) aainda nhi... hoga... wa...

And was cut off in the middle because she lost her control and slapped him forcefully.

She beat him with her hands and feet. The heinous lady clenched his hair and hit him hardly with the wall due to which his head got a huge wound and his right hand's finger got twisted badly and lost its nail.

Daya: aahhh... (stuttering in pain) ma...af kr...do...nhi...ahhhh...karu..ga...

But her thirst for the beating was not quenched yet so she brought a belt and used it to beat him. When he was nearly unconscious she left him after kicking a final kick in his stomach, which left Daya gasping in pain.

Daya's Aunti: para reh yahi... mar... kameenay ny kitchen adha khali kr diya hai cheezain tor tor kr... roz ka yahi hai... (imitating Daya) maaf kr do ainda nhi karunga... hunh... aj ki dhulai k baad ainda tu waqai nhi kary ga... (she spit on him and left)

He laid there in half-consciousness and heavy breathing. No one in the house didn't bother to know what happened to that small soul and left to sleep.

Daya in pain: ahhhh... mmmaaaaa... Pppaa... (took a deep breath) paaa...

he tried to stand up, after some struggle he managed to stand up. He started to climb down the stairs to reach his so-called room but due to hazy vision and painful spinning head his foot got to slip and he fell from the stairs badly. Finally, he let go of the remaining consciousness and lay there haphazardly. Around 1 o'clock he regained some control over his systems and forcefully stood up. He determinedly wiped his face and started to walk with a straight face and shambling footsteps.

Daya with determination: mmaaii... ab... yaha... nhi... rukun... (hissed) ga... mai... chal... la jaun... ga...

With cautious steps and unshakable will, he left the house. But determination was unable to provide him with physical strength and a place to call home. He only reached the adjacent street when lost the battle and fell on the roadside due to high fever.

Ahhhhh... na... maro... na... maro... jaan... k... nhi kiya... maa... af kr do...

Daya woke up from his nightmare with wet face because of crying.

Maine... jaa... an k nhi... kiya... aun... tie... ain... da... kabhi (hiccupped) nhi karunga...

Abhijeet woke up due to Daya's loud crying voice and after seeing the scenario hugged him tightly and rubbing his back. Daya still in his trance.

Daya crying loudly: da..ard ho... rha... hai... maa... rna... mat...

Abhijeet squeezed him in the hug.

Abhijeet: Daya hosh mai ao... yahan koi nhi hai... koi nhi maar raha tumhe... tum mere sath ho apny Abhi k sath...

Daya still murmuring incoherent words: mmar... dygi... mjhe... na... maro na... ainda nhi torun ga... kuch bhi... bs... maro nhi...

Abhijeet swallowed down the tears ball stuck in his throat: bs... shant... koi nhi hai yahan mere ilawa... acha idher dekh... (he tried to make Daya face himself) mai hun na...

Daya came down to the earth after seeing Abhijeet: Abhiiiiii... maar dygi mjhe... bacha... lo yaar... mai promise krta hun ainda kabhi nai karunga kuch ghalat... tum bacha lo na...

Abhijeet jolted him aggressively: daya koi nhi maar raha tumhe... hosh karo... yahan koi nhi hai... sirf mai hun or koi nhi hai... sb bura khwab tha...

Daya looked at him with blank stare: khawab... bura... khwaab...

Abhijeet sighed with sadness: haan sb khwab tha...