~every passing wind
I ask, what was my crime?
birds flying every day
I ask, what was my fault?
begging from every level
I am praying for them, for whose sake I left everything.
I wish someone could tell me,
What did I do, the one who got such a big punishment?~
DUA.
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.."Hey! Eat your dinner, God knows what she is writing all the time", One of the Jail's ladies yelled at her.
Dua folded her diary and put it under her bedding. She smiled at her fate and again ignored their rude comments.
Dua saw her meal and shook her head again in disapproval. She swallowed hard those tight chapati with watery pulses/grams.
"Oh! So Madam wants to eat restaurant food", Another cell member spoke and tried to poke Dua.Dua ignored them and continued to eat her meal but she lost her temper when another cell member threw her plate.
Dua stood up in a blink as she choked one girl and kicked another one."Don't you dare bitch. Don't you dare to disturb my peace? I won't leave you again. I won't give you another damn chance", Dua said grittedly and squeezed her hand on the cell member's neck.One of the prisoners was whimpering in pain on the jail's cold floor and another prisoner was having difficulty in breath because of Dua's hard grip."Leave her, otherwise she will die" The female warden came and tried to detach them from each other.
Dua left her neck and glared at the people who were looking at her. Dua's eyes were red, looking like a female version of BEAST."I'm saying this again and again. Don't you dare to disturb me and don't dare to touch my things", Dua said in a cold tone that made them gulp down fearfully."Bitch", another woman from a different cell said loudly and everyone listened clearly.Dua stopped and turned around to look at that woman and said in a low but strong voice, "Yes ! I'm a bitch but I'm a better bitch. Better than you who said behind my back at least I have the guts to say that you're a bitch openly on your face not behind your back. YOU BITCH".Everyone trembled as they all knew that Dua was not a weakling and that anyone could come and crush her.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME", Dua said as she clenched her jaw.Then she lay down on the cold floor.
Everyone stared at her and then they went back to their work.
On the other hand, Dua closed her eyes stung badly. Her heart was cold because of the events that happened in her life.
Her heart thudded frantically searching for peace and warmth from someone who would console her."Why?", Dua's heart asked and her soul cried.Her mind was restless because of her cruel condition.
It was another day that was ruined by others.But Dua wasn't a weak woman who would cry. She knew how to fight and how to protect herself in the prison. The time made her learn about the world and Dua had learnt very well from this time. ….The Next Day, In the jailor's Office:-"Dua! I want to hire a lawyer for you", The Jailor said who was fond of Dua. Dua looked at the Jailor."And for what?", Dua arched her eyebrows and asked.
Jailor gave her a small smile.
"Dua! I know why you are here and what happened to you", Jailor said sympathetically which didn't fit well with Dua's cold-hearted personality."So?", Dua closed her eyes and opened only to glare at him."Dua! Don't be like this. I want to help you. You are wasting your time and youth in this hell hole", Jailor's voice was pleading.But Dua shook her head negatively as she breathed deeply.
"Listen, I came here and always talked to you. It doesn't mean that I'm giving you any right to make decisions for me and I don't want any lawyer", Dua spat bitterly cold and Jailor shook his head negatively at her. "You've been here for the past five years, Dua and I think you need help", Jailor said and threw some newspapers on the table for her to see."I don't need help, Mr. Jailor", Dua said while taking a glance at the headlines of the newspaper.~A Twenty years old woman arrested by Delhi Police for MURDER AND BLACKMAILING~Dua's breathing labored.
"Dua! Your next hearing is next month so please support me and I'll try to help you", Jailor said and she shivered by reading the headlines.Her heart wavered painfully and memories tried to pull her again into the ocean of pain, darkness, loneliness, and tears. "You used the word 'TRY' in your lines. it means there aren't any chances for me to win the case then why are you wasting your time and money on me?", Dua asked the jailor while chuckling softly. Dua knew how weak her case was. She was a murderer and this stamp would never fade from her life. Dua looked again at the jailor and moved to work with other women in the prison. Jailor saw Dua and understood why and how cruel and cold-hearted she became. But he was fully aware that there was still a broken girl who was hidden inside that hard outer appearance."I'll help you, Dua. You're like a daughter to me", the Jailor said and took his phone and dialed a number. …..The Next Day, In front of her cell:-"Hey girl, someone is here to meet you", the Female warden said and Dua was stunned because in these five years, no one had come for her then why now?Dua's eyes looked straight and found a tall and firm figure approaching her cell.Dua's eyes bore into his midnight Black eyes. He had a glint of fire and ice in his eyes.
"What a combination of fire and ice?", Dua thought while standing confidently in front of him."Hello! I'm your new lawyer. Someone contacted me for your case", He said and gave her a small professional smile. Dua rolled her eyes at his words and she badly wanted to beat that jailor who was trying to create a mess in her life. However, she controlled her temper and threw daggers at the lawyer. "I don't need a lawyer. Go away", Dua said arrogantly and turned around to walk inside the cell. She looked away but the next second, she heard a chuckle. She looked at him."Sorry, Miss Dua but I am taking your case and I want to hear your story", He spoke and smirked and his smirk irritated Dua a lot.
"Why?", Dua crossed her arms around her chest."Because I'm interested in your case", the lawyer replied casually and continued to stare deeply into her eyes."Nothing is interesting in it so take my advice and go away", Dua said grittedly and sat down on her bed. That lawyer sighed softly."You've been here in this cell for the last five years without any reason, Dua and I think for me as a lawyer is all that matters", He said listening to him, her eyes moistened but she controlled her emotions.
"Don't you want to know about your family? Don't you want to meet your family?", He asked one by one and each question pierced her heart.
Dua craned her neck and looked emotionlessly at him."What's your name?", Dua asked because something about him was making her dizzy.His eyes held numerous questions, thoughts, and hidden wildness as well.
That lawyer was looking too powerful and His aura was too strong which made her uncomfortable. His dominant gaze was drilling holes into her soul that her eyes wavered and she didn't look at his face directly. "ARIN", said and Dua mentally whispered his name "ARIN""I'm a Criminal Lawyer", Arin added after a few seconds and Dua chuckled again."Criminal lawyer?", Dua muttered harshly and Arin was still staring at her expression."I am ARIN Arjun Kashyap. The best criminal lawyer in the country", Arin introduced himself and Dua wrapped her arms around herself while listening to him."However, You can call me Rin", Arin said and Dua blinked her eyes. "I . I. I'm D . Dua", Dua stammered because of all his overpowering personality.Arin chuckled but he didn't break his gaze from her. "I know about You, Dua", Arin said and their eyes clashed.The time seemed halted.
They both stared deeply into each other's pitch-black eyes but found nothing."Take a rest, Dua. I'll come again. Prepare yourself for telling me of your unspoken, unheard story", Arin said and then he walked out of the cell, leaving Dua with a perplexed heart and wavering thoughts...
..Thank YouShineeSunshine ❤️Inside the prison: "I want to know about you, Dua?", Arin asked, and the lady warden gave him a chair to sit in Dua's cell. Dua rolled her eyes and approached her bedding. "Dua," Arin called her name loudly, causing her to squirm slightly. "Stop calling my name; I am not interested. So, will you leave me alone?", Dua yelled, pointing fingers at him. Arin was just looking at her, wondering how someone could change so much. He had all of Dua's information, but he preferred to hear her story directly from her. "What happened and why did it lead her into the prison?", Arin stared at Dua and thought about every this and that possibility. "I am applying for parole for you. So, Dua, be prepared to tell me your story because I do not like repeating myself," Arin said coldly, standing up from his seat. "Will you really want to help me?", Dua asked, looking down at the dirty floor of the cell. "Are you having any doubts about it?", Arin asked in his professional chilled tone. "Sir!
At ARIN's House:- "I really need to know your story, Dua, so stop beating around the bush," Arin growled slightly at her. He had been trying to talk to Dua for two days, but she refused to speak. His shouts made her nervous, and Dua looked down, guilty. "It is not easy for me to reveal everything about myself, Mr. Arin. "You may be my lawyer, but I did not ask for this," Dua said grumpily, her eyes red. "But I am your lawyer, and your case is in my hands. That is why it is really important for me to know everything about your past, and that too from you", Arin easily controlled his temper and spoke in a calm tone, leaving Dua perplexed by his mood swings but still nodding at him. "I have already wasted too many days with you. So now tell me, Dua, or I will not be able to help you in your fight", Arin said, as a lawyer, he wanted to give his all, but Dua was not cooperating. Dua closed her eyes and remembered the darkness that sped up her heartbeat and breathing. Dua panicked
The flashback continued: Two days later, Dua was watching a movie with her father, and he was lost in his own world. Dua saw him and asked, "What is wrong, Papa? Where are you lost?" Her father sighed and looked at her, "Dua" She simply nodded at him. "Dua! My friend requested your hands for his son", Her father spoke, and his face was tense. Dua was stunned, and her mouth was wide open. "Marriage?", Dua asked her father, stunned as dozens of words and meanings flooded her mind. ~Marriage, a legally and socially sanctioned union, between a man and a woman, that was regulated by laws, rules, customs, beliefs, and attitudes that prescribe the rights and duties of the partners and accords status to their offspring~ ~Marriage - a bond/commitment between not only a man and a woman but also between the two families~ Her heart palpitated as she didn't know what to tell her father. "Dua, say something?" Her father inquired, aware of the situation. His beloved daughter was sti
Flashback Continued:- "Now meet their son, 'Prathvik' ", Dua's father motioned for her to look at the boy, and unknowingly, her gaze fell on the boy, who had a small smile on his lips. 'PRATHVIK!', Dua whispered his name softly, her heart skipping a beat as she and Prathvik stared at each other. Dua extended a greeting and bowed her head slightly, and he reciprocated. Her heart was pounding, and she was nervous as hell. "My child, take Prathvik to your room and talk," Dua's father said directly. In front of everyone, Dua panicked and yelled, "No!" Everyone stared at her and the way she yelled. She looked at the boy, who had a deep frown on his forward. Dua's father shook his head again at her daughter's childish behavior. Dua managed to calm her racing heart. She felt warm gazes on her body. She recognized that she had made a mistake and that everyone was thinking negatively about her father's upbringing. She decided to abandon her facade of a shy and quiet girl and start s
"A Strong Woman will always turn Pain into Power" Arin Arjun Kashyap .. Mature Content (16+) Flashback Continued:- Dua whimpered when he cupped her breast, teasing her nipples softly. "Prathvik", Dua moaned as he slowly crawled on top of her got rid of her clothes, and ripped off her bra into two pieces. "Prathvik", Dua gasped, wanting to scold him for disturbing her peaceful sleep but before she could do so, Prathvik pressed his lips against hers. And she melted against his touches. He sensually moves his lips to her jaw, then to her neck where he roughly bit her skin. Tears formed in her eyes. The pain was making it difficult for her to even move. She was still in pain, her body was sore and her legs were numbed. His legs were in between her thighs and one of his knees was pressed against her panties. She tried to move but he held her body in his tight grip. Prathvik put his lips on her lips and kissed her bottom lips hungrily. His eyes were filled with lust. "P
Her mind was silent. The world was silent around her. She couldn't hear the sound of the other cells. A deafening echo filled her mind as she heard whispers close by. Dua opened her eyes slowly, not able to move from the ground she was lying on. Her body was numb, every inch of her body was in pain as she forced herself to sit up. Dua looked around the dark cell she was in. She couldn't see anything, her heightened sense felt so mundane. "Aye! it's time to go to court", the female prison warden came and announced to her. Dua sat down on the floor and stared blankly at the bars of her cell. "Did you hear or not?", the female warden yelled at her. "Change your clothes now. The vehicle is ready", the female warden threw a saree on her and walked out of her cell. Dua unbuttoned her top and wore a blouse. She put her head under the Underskirt and tied it around her waist and then she opened the knots of her trousers and lastly messy wrapped the white cotton prisoner clothes (
"My soul got peace where, where Pain of my Heart was not even recommended" DUA ... Inside the Prison: DUA's POV: It's not important for me to have any hope from all these hearings, dates, and fights. I know what will happen in the end. It's not like I don't want to go out of this hell and meet my father but the first question is How? My life is already ruined because of my own selfishness. Selfishness of immaturity. Selfishness of love. In this World of cruelty, I did something that kept me sane. That was 'To Kill the Threat' and I did it for myself. I went against my family just to protect my sanity but see where I am right now in this dark ugly cell of Prison. And now, This Arin Kashyap has also started to nag at me. He wanted to know all the hidden truths of mine. Arin wanted to know all about my sins. I don't know how to tell him. Telling him means reliving that time that has already passed in my life, leaving me in the lonely
The next morning, Arin was seated in front of Dua.Her eyes were red and puffy which clearly shows that she didn't sleep in the night. Arin got a message about Dua's outburst from the call of the jailer. Arin was shocked to hear about Dau's last statement."I killed My Child"Arin shook his head and stared at Dua who was looking back at him with mixed feelings.The feeling of being judged by him."Did you really kill your child?", Arin asked and noted down in his file."Yes, I did", Again she accepted this crime. "Why?", Arin didn't know how to understand her but again started to write down her statement."Because I don't want anything related to him", Dua's eyes blazed and showed hidden rage."Him? Your husband?", Arin asked as he saw the fire in her eyes as he asked her.Dua looked briefly at him and smirked evilly. She didn't respond to him but her eyes and smile were enough to send chills to him.'She did kill her child but why? What was her reason to become so cruel?', Arin's h