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To the delight of her parents, Chandana came first in the center as a golden moon winner in the MBBS examination. Congratulatory letters started pouring in. There was also a greeting from the mother who considered her as a daughter. She opened a thick packet lying on the table. She surmised that the words had mixed together as the drops of water fell on the pearl-like letters on the crumpled paper. She fixed the glasses on her nose and started reading. Dear Chandana! be happy Yes I am your mother blessing you. Chandna recovered a bit. Mother's letter? My mother's letter? Twenty-four years old After a while my mother blesses me with "be happy"? which mother Whose mother? Manali or Sakkhi? Chandana closed her eyes and a loving voice fell on her ears. It is as if mother is talking. Son, by abandoning you, by leaving you in the wind, by being heartless, you have thought that I have left you for my pleasure. But at this moment try to listen and understand me. Till today I never said anything, could not even speak. The story of your birth was my agony, a mystery. Questions began to creep into Chandna's mind. The secret of my birth? Mother's life is mysterious? Mother's relationship letter after twenty four years? Why would it really be a secret? If you call me mother, there must be someone else as father, right? I neither saw him nor you. Who is the birth giver? Human or demon? Beloved or nocturnal. Until today, I was suppressed in the box of the mind, and why did the memories suddenly come out today? What did you gain by abandoning me? You were my mother then to whom did you sell your love, affection, affection, intimacy? How could you dry the smooth surface of your milk? Why have you remained invisible till today? her eyes dazed And again the same mother's voice was heard. Chandana, a mother is a mother. She never abandons her child. And a voice rose from Chandna's mind. "Then who dared to throw a newborn baby at the entrance of the girls' dormitory? why did Who did it for? What was the crime of that girl's life?" And the quiet voice of Uttara reached Chandana's ears. "That's what I want to say. I want to take the burden off my mind with this letter." Chandana, it was more painful than childbirth when I placed you on a banana leaf in the mahadwara of the girls' school. I was standing waiting for someone to come inside and pick you up. Behind the Aasav Palva tree. The crimson rays of dawn fell upon you. You were moving your hands and feet and the dormitory janitor came. Their first sight fell on you. He picked you up like a flower that had just blossomed and entered the dormitory. Picking up that banana leaf as a reminder of you, I ran to the man who was your father. My curse was the snake in the society. Without any of my requests Not considered. His brutal treatment of me, rape was his daily game. After insulting me, he took time and ran away. I was a virgin mother but loved my womb. My attempt to meet him was fruitless but he met me hear his wicked story. I came from the village to my uncle in the city for further education. Straight minded girl. Mama used to run a drug agency. There was a small clinic in front of our house. There was hardly anyone coming and going there, but sometimes we could see girls swimming. Once Mama had gone out for work and after eating some raw food in the evening, my stomach started to hurt. The sky was filled outside. After telling my aunt, I went to the opposite hospital, Samsoom was very well. After a while I sat on the bench, the doctor came and asked me, "What's going on?" I said "Stomach knots". The doctor said, "How many months?" Do people at home know? I felt a little strange. I said, sir, I have stomach ache since afternoon. and He is staying with his uncle in front and the doctor whispers, "So you came from the village? So has the feat been done here or is it the village's lafad?" I spoke a little angrily, "Doctor sir, what are you talking about?" They put the stethoscope on my chest.









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.