Last darshan part 2

He turned his hand on his stomach. I found their way of checking dirty, but my stomach knots kept me calm. He immediately said, "Don't worry, very good piece." "I prepare inside and call you." I was made to lie down on the table and injected into the thigh, began to examine the body. I flicked them away. Another injection was given near the waist. My body was getting heavy. Virogh, power was lost. I was conscious but not conscious. There was heavy wind and heavy rain outside. Lightning flashed, my clothes were thrown away from my body. The torrential rain had soaked my modesty, my chastity had been broken, my virginity had been robbed and my body had been defiled. I was broken. Was bathed in tears.

 I was silenced by a barrage of insults and threats. I turned towards the house with a smile. There were thoughts in his head. Boys and girls in schools and colleges, gangsters in villages, princes in politics, priests in temples, Devotees, saints, mahants, buas, swamijis, old men who have gone through the habit of lasciviousness, break the bonds of a woman's body whenever and wherever they find it, and make her helpless. Due to western fashion and culture and imitation of men and women walking half naked, watching and listening to pornographic movies on TV, Cupid is walking in the atmosphere. Ten to twelve year old boys and girls have learned Kamasastra. Boys masturbate at a young age while girls have started menstruating. I could not consult anyone about the attack on my brother. But I had made a firm decision. Coming out of her thoughts she said Chandana, that doctor was the naughty son of an ex-parliamentarian who occasionally used to come to see me for some reason. After a month, I went to that doctor, looking at the loneliness, the doctor earnestly said that my period has stopped. We will get married immediately. Please support me. So that brazen, wicked man said, Don't be mad. If the period has stopped, how much time does it take to start? Oh, it doesn't take time to open and close the door here, that's my business. Come on, let's talk about fetal testing and abortion on the table Cars were built and taken. I removed my foot from there. In a critical state, I went to the home of our Vaidya Baba in the village. He heard all my pain. comforted me. Unknowingly, my child was born at their house. Vaidya Baba was the chief trustee of the girls' hostel. He said, keep this girl of yours near the door of the girls' dormitory and I will shape her future life. Be determined. It was he who married me to his son who was studying in America and sent me abroad. And accepted your care. Vaidya Baba was involved in the research of a medicine based on my story and he got success in it. You did MBBS and the same lousy doctor had accepted to give you a job. Vaidya Baba also told me this. On the advice of Vaidya Baba, I had filed a case of rape against the doctor, but due to corruption, false evidence and witnesses due to the political circle, the doctor was acquitted and I was left as your mother. But now that brute doctor is trying to lure you into his trap. But inside He wants to trap you and feed him and his companions with medicine pills prepared by Vaidya Baba. You have to do this for me. 
 
There are many medicines that increase the potency of men and women, but in this era, there is a need for a medicine that reduces the potency. And the same herb has been prepared by Vaidya Baba on my advice. By tricking the doctor and his chandalchoukadi into his trap, let the doctor, his lawyer, his false witness, the corrupt judge go through tea, coffee syrup, one by one. After doing this, you come to meet me at Vaidya Baba's address. You will see me. Chandana, in this corrupt world a woman does not get justice and is consumed, rises from life. It is not a medicine to kill these lustful creatures but the pill has the power to completely kill their desire, like lust. Those who escape from the clutches of the law will become depraved, impotent, weak, impure, dull. They should be given the same punishment. Jail, fine, black water or other punishments are of no use to them. Mother was sleeping in the armchair at Vaidya Baba's house. The news that Chandana had done her work had reached her mother. Now mother only wanted to see Chandanas. Chandna says mother, forgive me. I was born because of you, I am blessed mother! You are innocent, innocent, selfless. You are my mother, you are my everything. Mother opened her eyes and looked at Chandna. His right hand held her chin and stroked his fingers. The hand placed on Chandana's head slipped and Chandana got worried and said mother! You don't say anything. How did you give this darshan, the first and last "final darshan" and the sandalwood collapsed.