Ch-2 A little soul craving for love...

How was the first chapter? Don't forget to share your opinion (;

I••| . (....) \= end of POV

           (------) \= after a good period of time

...`•~~~~~•`...

Ananya's POV

I slightly smiled at the new boy and mouthed him to go back. Soon I was dragged inside the living room and the door was closed.

She threw me to the floor and sat on the couch as if she owned the house. It was clear that she was exasperated,or she just loathed me to the core.

I slowly stood up and went to the kitchen.

I came back with tea in my hand and handed it over to her.

"If you had given me tea by time...none of this would have happened. Mmh! My leg is a bit sore... message it"

She wasn't asking she was telling...she was ordering. I sat down and started to message her leg.

Soon the man who is my dad in the name came inside and looked at my mother. He came back from a trip after nearly a week and smiled at my mother.

"Look what I brought for you"

He didn't look at me not even a brief glance, but it was nothing new.

...........

She stood up smiling at him while the hot cup of tea fell on Ananya's hand , burning it immediately. Her wrist became red.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry! Why didn't you move away huh? Why do you die for attention so much huh? Sympathy seeker!"

She rolled her eyes and went towards the man.

Ananya looked up at the man who was meant to be the man whom she felt safe with. Her eyes lacked even a bit of hope....

The hope that was meant to be there in her eyes had already been dead five years ago when she saw her father hugging another woman and smiling while her mother was on the deathbed.

While on the verge of death her mother asked her father for some water. Standing outside the hospital ward as she was not allowed to enter she heard the vigorous laughing of his father and that another woman...they were busy naming all of her mother's assets in their name.

Standing outside the ward with shattered pieces of heart Ananya the little girl who was of the age where she was meant to be loved , cared and cherished, felt her world falling apart. The memories of her mother were drifting through her mind as the silent vow of revenge was planted in her heart like a seed.

The memories which were meant to be forgotten, Ananya never let them fade...

She looked at the so-called kind and virtuous couple infront of her.

Hiya was clinging onto her father's arm as she smiled pretentiously

"Ayank I missed you so much! And why did you bring so many gifts ah!"

Her reluctant words and greedy eyes were forming a stark contrast. Amazing!

Fate is indeed sardonic...the woman , who left a rim of abhor in her heart turned out to be her new step mother just after a few days of her mother's death and the man whom she loved and looked up to as a loving father became the wretch of her eyes.

"Ananya come here, I brought you a cosmetics set and some Tandoori Shrimps... it's your favorite isn't it!?"

Ananya looked at , she was too exhausted to smile. Ignoring her burnt hand as she was about to say something, Hiya suddenly blurted out viciously

"Areee Ayank vo to bachhi h vo kya karegi itni sari cosmetic cheezo se aur zyada make up baccho ke skin ke lie achha nhi hota ha"

(Oh Ayank! What she , a kid, will do with this cosmetic set? And too much make up is also not good for children's skin)

"So let me keep it for now....once she grows up and will want to make herself up, I will give it to her"

Ayank nodded

"Yeah....I never thought about it...so Ananya for now you can have the dish I brought for you!"

Ananya shook her head.

"It's okay....I am full now"

"Just because your mother didn't let you have the cosmetics set...you are lashing your anger on food now! How insolent! Is this what you are learning from us!?"

Ayank yelled

" Dad..what should I have learnedd from you? Betraying? Deceit? Selfishness? Or Cheating!"

Ayank's eyes became red as he flew into rage

"How dare you!"

His chest was moving up and down in anger

"No Ananya how can you say something like this to your father! You are grounded!"

She added up to the fire as she dragged Ananya by hand and threw her inside her room and locked the door from outside.

Ananya's elbows got bruised as she slowly stood up and went towards a drawer. She opened it and took out a picture of a beautiful woman, wearing a gray saree smiling confidently.

Anaya stroked the picture tenderly as a drop of tear fell on the picture. She smiled slightly and held the letter closer to her chest

"Maa...can you come back once again? Please maa...I am all alone here...You see right? I am not yet strong enough maa...I disappointed you...can you come and punish me? Maa can you hear me?"

She broke down in tears as the memories of her mother swept through her mind

~~

"Ananya always remember, no matter what the situation is...who is standing against you, I will always be on your side alright? Even if there is a day you can't see me near you anymore...just remember I am watching over you"

Little Ananya giggled shrugging off the heavy words

"what are you saying maa? Where will you go huh? I won't you leave me so easily hm!"

....

"This world is very harsh...but never let it affect you hm? Always smile never show that you are scared.."

Aradhya, Ananya's mother said while treating the wound she got while running away being chased by a dog.

"Maa that dog is very bad! That dog always bothers me! Bad dog!Why do you only tell me? Why don't you scold that dog too? Do you love him more than me?"

Aradhya chuckled

"Nahi meri choti si jaan! I always love you the most...see that dog is also pitiful isn't it? Everybody behaves rudely with it...but you see

he actually lunged at you because he thought you were going to hurt him.He was actually scared. You should never show anyone that you are scared...your weakness... because if you do people will push you to the brink more and more" (No my little sweetheart!)

...

while thinking of these memories, Ananya suddenly came back to senses when she saw that her surroundings became dark.

By now she became quite afraid of dark. Hiya often used to lock her up in the dark room. No matter how much she cried no matter how much she begged... everyone in the house turned an blind eye to her.

She slinked back to a corner while holding her mother's picture tightly as she lowered her head.

She tried her best to stay strong but after all she was still a child.

Soon the sound of little sobs could be heard that died in the dark room itself.

...-------------------------...

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***