Meri Adhoori Kahani – An Alternative Ending

An Alternative Ending

 

For all those who cried reading Maan’s heart wrenching ordeal including myself and who simply hate sad endings. I am writing this continuation from where I actually ended this OS to provide solace to ourselves as well as to his tormented soul…

 

Here Maan was about to almost breathe his last but how was his Babaji to see him suffer more by letting him die a culprit in the eyes of his beloved Rano Maa and Geet.

 

On the other hand a highly inconsolable Rano Maa followed by a weeping Geet went into Maan’s room…

 

Rano (her tortured soul as if questioning Maan’s essence there): Meri mamta mei aisi kaun si kami rah gayi thi Maan ki tumne humare saath aisa kiya…. Hume itna bara dhoka diya… ki tumne mera sab kuch mujh se cheen liye aur Geet se uske pita ka hath uske sir se hata diya… kya humare pyaar ke koi mayane nahi thi tumhari nazaro mei…

(What was the mistake in my motherhood that you did this with us… that you stabbed us in our backs… that you snatched my everything from me and removed a father’s hand from Geet’s head… did our love mean nothing to you…)

 

Lightening thundered in the skies as if not able to see a mother blame her true child (yes he wasn’t her own but she truly loved him like hers) and suddenly a book fell from the rack as if even God wanted them to know about his innocence and his infinite sufferings.

 

Geet (picked up the book which had “Dear Diary” written on it): Maa…

 

Rano went to her and was stunned to see Maan’s diary in Geet’s hands, she almost snatched it from her hands… yes… maybe it contained the answers of her unanswered questions. She flipped across the pages which captured Maan’s initial happy child hood then his trauma after the tragedy of his parent’s loss and then suddenly she came across a page which reflected of the untold trauma which was always evident in Maan’s eyes… Somehow the very appearance of that diary page sent jitters deep within her heart and she literally trembles as she read on…

 

Maan’s diary: All said that I was very lucky that despite being an orphan the great land lord had decided to adopt me and was so kind enough to take me to his home. Though I was very scared but somewhere I was relieved that at least I won’t be alone anymore but how was I to know that he was the devil himself and just wanted to use and abuse me for his own disgusting pleasures… (Rano Maa was stunned “the devil” and she read on…) He took me along with him in his car, the ride seemed peaceful but then he stopped suddenly and as if the entire hell let loose… he came to the back seat where I was sitting… he had that devilish look in his eyes which freaked the living daylights out of me and I moved back and more back till my back banged the door… I hugged my knees close to my chest as he so creepily crept towards me with that evil smile spread across his face… it was as if the devil totally possessed him and he pulled me beneath him. I shrieked in terror but he gagged my mouth with his big filthy hand while the other roamed all over me… I felt so cheap, so small, so disgusted, so humiliated as he stripped me of my everything including my self-respect. I tried to protest, to save my honor by hitting him with my small hands and legs but he slapped me right across my face and crushed me completely underneath him, destroying all my futile efforts to somehow free myself. My soul screamed and howled… but he was nowhere to stop… he violated me again and again… till every inch of my body cried in pain, shame and disgust…

 

Tears rolled down Rano Maa’s as she almost witness what the young kid had undergone via his almost live portrayal of his ordeal, what all misery he had faced at the hands of her monstrous husband… her tears dropped on the diary page where already the pen ink had smudged owing to Maan’s tears that night when he poured his heart wrenching agony to his diary. With a trembling hand and a very heavy heart Rano Maa flipped a few pages.

 

Maan’s diary: The love of Rano Maa and Geet are the only reason why I still want to live otherwise this blood sucking monster has destroyed, ruined and scared not only my body but my soul as well.

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Today he once again robbed me of my very existence… why God why… what have I done to be tortured and abused so mercilessly by this monster…please God… please save me for I can bear it no more… It is only the love of Rano Maa and Geet that has still held my lifeless soul together otherwise that devil has left no stone unturned to ruin me completely… but I wonder for how long…

 

Rano Maa desperately flipped ahead and she reached an entry which had today’s date on it.

 

Maan’s diary: Bas ab bahut ho gaya… jab bhi us raksha ka maan karta hai woh aata hai aur apne neech irado ke liye mera istema karta hai… par bas ab aur nahi… I can’t tolerate it anymore… I won’t tolerate it anymore. He has used, abused, tortured, tormented, violated and ruined me enough but not anymore… Aaj faisala ho jayega… ya toh woh apne gande, gatiya, gire hua aur ghinone iraded tyag dega… nahi toh mei usse zinda nahi choroonga…

(Enough, it is enough now… whenever that monster wants he comes and uses me for this disgusting pleasures… but not anymore… I can’t tolerate it anymore… I won’t tolerate it anymore. He has used, abused, tortured, tormented, violated and ruined me enough but not anymore… Today it will be decided… either he will give up his horrible, disgusting, revolting and sick deeds… otherwise I will not leave him alive…)

 

Tears escaped Rano Maan’s eyes as she slowly closed his diary which was the mirror of his heart wrenching agony… she sobbed how could a mother be so oblivious of the pain which her Maan was undergoing and that too for so long…

 

She got up just not able to absorb his trauma and rushed out when Geet spoke.

 

Geet (tears rolled down her eyes to see her mother cry): Kya hua Maa… kya likha hai diary mei… (What happened Maa… what is written in the diary…)

 

Rano (gently caressing her hair and face): Beta… humara Maan begunah hai… come we have to save his soul… (Beta… our  Maan is innocent… come we have to save his soul…)

 

And they both rushed out to where Maan was breathing his last yet somehow alive, unconscious yet living… uski rooh toh jaise is duniya se ruksad bhi nahi ho pa rahi thi jaise ki woh yaha is duniya mei apni begunahi bayan karne ke liye ruki hui thi.

(It seems as if his soul was not even able to leave this world, like it was still waiting in this world to speak about his innocence)

 

They rushed to his dying self, his soul as if felt their presence and he slowly blinked his eyes.

 

Maan: Maa… please mujhe maaf kar dijiye mei majboor tha (his guilty yet innocent heart pleaded his mother but how was his mother to blame him for a crime he was forced to commit in self defense and she immediately covered his mouth via her hand.)

(Maa… please forgive me, I didn’t have any choice)

 

Rano (shaking her head as tears of his agony rolled down her eyes): Nahi mere bache… mujhe sab pata chal gaya hai… galti toh meri hai… mei toh teri woh badnaseeb Maa hoon jo apne bache ka dukh, uski aatma ki takleef bhi na samaj payi (she sobbed uncontrollably) how could I not feel you heart wrenching pain, how could I be so oblivious to your tantalizing sufferings… how could I… (but how was he to let his beloved mother feel guilty for that monster’s doings and he somehow raised his bleeding and torn hand to wipe her tears.)

(No my child… I know everything now… it is my fault… I am that unfortunate mother who couldn’t even feel his sorrow, his pain, his suffering…)

 

Maan: Nahi Maa isme aapki hoi galti nahi hai (but how was she to forgive herself… while the little innocent Geet was yet to understand what all was transpiring between them but then how could they both tell her what a monster of a father she had, she was way too small and naive for them to ruin her by telling her his sins and they just kept escaping her innocent questions)

(No Maa it is not your fault)

 

Rano realized that Maan was literally breathing his last and she gestured him to stop talking and with great difficulty she and Geet helped their brutally beaten, profusely bleeding and completely drenched Maan inside their home and settled him near the burning fire. Geet rushed to get him a pair of dry clothes and towels while Rano Maa rushed to get all sorts of medicines as she knew his condition was deteriorating fast and that night was really crucial for him to somehow pass otherwise she would lose her son forever…

 

By the time Geet and Rano rushed back Maan was already jolting in and out of consciousness…

 

Rano (touching his forehead): Geet beta jaldi se patti aur pani la… he is burning with fever…

(Geet beta get cold water strips fast… he is burning with fever…)

 

Geet rushed to get the water while Rano helped Maan change his wet clothes as well as very pain stakingly applied the turmeric paste to his in-numerous wounds. Geet rushed back with the water and Rano took it from her as she gently laid Maan’s head in her lap and started placing cold water strips on his head and hands while Geet resumed putting the turmeric paste on his brutal injuries when Maan spoke…

 

Maan: Maa… aapne mujhe maaf kar diya na… ab meri aatma shanti se ruksad ho sakti hai (Rano Maa and Geet were shocked to say the least)

(According to Arpi this is the ideal end of this story when both Rano Maa and Geet know about his innocence and when his mother truly understands his suffering, then they both have healed his tormented, abused and bruised heart and his soul has finally found the solace it was so desperately seeking that he can finally leave this brutal world in peace… that he indeed leaves for his Heavenly abode.

But then it would be unjust with Geet and especially Rano Maa and also against my commitment to you guys, hence Arpi continues… Bhai after all ek bar commitment kar di toh hum humari bhi nahi sunte Wink)

 

Rano (as tears of remorse poured from her eyes): Nahi mere bache… tu hume cho kar aise nahi ja sakta… Tumhari Maa… Tumhari Geet hum dono ka kya hoga… beta mei janti hoon that I failed as a mother to protect you, to save you, how could I be so blind to your pain… how could I never realize the trauma you were undergoing… how could I not realize that monster so brutally stamping over your heart and soul… destroying your self-esteem… how could I not… (she sobbed and sobbed more as her soul bleed to have not been there for Maan when he needed him the most… how could she never feel his pain… how could she never see that his smile never reached his eyes… that he was only faking his happiness… how could she not and she cried more and more as her heart was simply not able to fathom what all had transpired right under her nose yet she had been so oblivious to it all)

(No my child… you can’t leave us like this and leave… your Maa… your Geet what will happen to us… beta I know that I failed as a mother to protect you, to save you, how could I be so blind to your pain… how could I never realize the trauma you were undergoing… how could I not realize that monster so brutally stamping over your heart and soul… destroying your self-esteem… how could I not…)

 

Maan (his heart bled to see his Maa guilty): Please Maa don’t make me more guilty by blaming yourself… please Maa.

 

Rano: Then promise me you will never ever talk about dying or even  leaving me and Geet alone (and Maan blinked his eyes… how could he when he loved them both more than even his life)


Rano Maa and Geet somehow managed to hide Maan from the eyes of the villagers as Rano knew they would never believe him, for them the landlord was perfect. And once Maan was completely healed with the unrelenting efforts of Rano and Geet they sold off their house and pastures and moved to a new place to restart their lives without the shadows of that monster’s sins.

And so his trauma came to an end… he was able to stop his tormentor and by the grace of God his Rano Maa and Geet came to know about his innocence and Finally God granted that troubled soul solace and those three loving souls lived happily ever after.

Meri Adhoori Kahani

Meri Adhoori Kahani (“My unfinished story”)

 

A 16-year old boy lay on the ground as blood flowed out from each and every part of his body, when the skies opened, pouring rain as if depicting the storm inside him, he spread his arms as if to feel the purity of the divine rain as it slowly washed away his blood, he was feeling somewhere at peace to find his blood merging with those sacred raindrops. Maybe he truly deserved to be beaten for what he had done, it was not that he repented it, if given another chance he may have done the same. Maybe there was another way out but this was the only thing that came to his innocent mind. If he had truly sinned then he wasn’t the one to run away from facing the consequences but what he just couldn’t bear was the hatred in their eyes, he just couldn’t bear to see them blaming him, accusing him of ruining their lives… no, never, he just couldn’t, his soul crumpled under the weight of their accusation. He wanted to die that very moment but even death wasn’t capable of providing any solace to that distressed soul. He stretched out his hands more as he arched his back as if wanting to submerge in that pure divinity as a faint ghostly smile spread across his lips as if he was on the verge of insanity simply unable to fathom the questions, hatred, doubt and allegations of those beloved eyes.

 

FLASH BACK

 

Maan used to live with his family in their charming wooden house which was surrounded by large enchanting pastures. They had their own horses and Maan loved to ride them. Even though he was just a kid he was an awesome rider and he simply adored his “Brownie”, the beautiful brown horse with a white diamond on his forehead which his father had so lovingly bought for him on his 7th Birthday. Daily he would wake up early in the morning and rush outside to ride his Brownie.

 

That day was no different, Maan had ventured far and wide riding his Brownie. He was so happy as they rode faster and faster, Brownie’s beautiful mane all flying with Maan’s laughter ringing in the air as he enjoyed the mesmerizing beauty of Mother Nature which surrounded him, the majestic smell of slightly wet ground as they galloped across the lush green pasture adorned by captivating orange and yellow trees but how was the small 9 year kid to know that all this was a mere mirage and his happiness would be so short lived.

 

He reached home jumping and full of life only to realize that his parents were no more, no one knew what had happened or how it all happened. The only truth that remained was that he had lost his all and that he was all alone in this big bad world just having his Brownie by his side. He hugged his beloved horse and howled and howled till even his voice chocked and died, just an occasional sob escaped his throat now and then while tears rolled endlessly from his eyes.

 

Days slowly passed by but the loving boy was reduced to a ghost like lost soul whose only solace in his devastated life was his horse but alas when was fate so kind to him and destiny snatched away even his last hope and soon he had no one as Brownie too left him for his heavenly ride.

 

Having no one to call his own one day a person came and took Maan with him to his house. All spoke about how lucky the poor orphan was that the great landlord had adopted him and was taking Maan along with him to his big and beautiful house but was his fate really that good, was that man truly that noble or a creep as felt by Maan.

 

The landlord, Mr. Handa got him to his house. Though to the outer world he had adopted Maan but he was more like a slave or a servant whatever you may please to call him. Mr. Handa showed Maan to his room and left.

 

Mr. Handa: Rano I have got that boy I was talking about to our home. He is  in the servant quarter, give him his super and tell him to get ready by 6 and get down to cleaning the stables and fields out there.

 

Rano took his super and went to Maan’s room. Her eyes welled up to see the young boy all crouched up in the corner, he was hugging his legs close to his chest, his head bowed on his knees as he sobbed silently.

 

Rano (called out to him with all her motherly love): Beta…

 

Maan looked at her, his chocolate brown eyes depicted some deep unknown fear but as soon as he saw unconditional motherly love in her eyes he calmed down.

 

Rano: Beta, yeh lo, kuch kha lo (he was totally unkempt, his hair all messed up, his clothes shabby while he walked in pain and discomfort as he slowly approached her) Kya hua beta, tumhe chot lagi hai, dard ho raha hai (asked a surprised Rano to see him limping slightly while Maan lowered his head in a silent acceptance but his eyes spoke of some unknown shame and disgust along with a deep pain which somehow escaped her motherly eyes) Chalo beta, pehele kuch kha lo phir mei davai de doongi (she handed him his super and Maan instantly grabbed the food and started gobbling it down his throat, he was famishing as he hadn’t had a proper bite in days. A tear rolled down Rano’s eyes to see such heart wrenching pain of a young child but little did she know what all sufferings his innocent heart had hidden and she lovingly ruffled his hair to which he gave her his sweet toothy smile when a small girl of 5 peeped from behind her mother. Her blue eyes glittered with mischief but she frowned to see such a shabby boy in her house and instantly Maan became all conscious of himself and his unkempt appearance but Rano Maa assured him with his eyes and he got down to gulping his food once again.)

(Beta, take this, have something. (he was totally unkempt, his hair all messed up, his clothes shabby while he walked in pain and discomfort as he slowly approached her) What happened beta, are you hurt, is it paining. hai (asked a surprised Rano to see him limping slightly while Maan lowered his head in a silent acceptance but his eyes spoke of some unknown shame and disgust along with a deep pain which somehow escaped her motherly eyes) Come on beta, first eat something and then I will give you medicine)

 

Slowly as days passed by Maan got adjusted to his new life style, he would labor hard in the fields and finished all his chores with honesty and hard work. Rano Maa loved him like her own son while slowly he and Geet also became best friends. Geet was very kind to him and would even bring down his lunch or shall I say she would get both their lunches out in the open meadows where he would be working at noon and they would eat together every day with the bubbly, chirpy and full of life Geet blabbering away while her Maan simply thrilled to be hearing her melodious voice. But still somewhere his eyes spoke of some distant pain, some deep heart wrenching agony but alas no one could ever read his mind, heart or soul and he would simply try to drown his sorrows in her laughter, searching for peace and solace.

 

Days, months and years passed by and soon Maan was 16. Rano Maa and Geet thought that all was well but somehow they were never aware of his pain, his sufferings, his agony, they as if seemed to be oblivious to the volcano erupting beneath that calm demeanor, they simply failed to realize the misery of his soul and finally one day disaster stuck. Maan had stabbed Mr. Handa to death.

 

Maan was dragged out to the tree where all the elderly people of the village where sitting, while the entire village slowly collected to witness the drama of the landlord’s death unfolding in front of their eyes. Rano Maa and Geet also stood by the tree. There was no doubt Maan had the knife, he had stabbed Mr. Handa to death, he had confessed to it and there was absolutely no remorse in his eyes. But no one bothered to as much as even hear why he did what he did, they simply weren’t bothered and started hurling stones at him.

 

His bleed under their assault but it didn’t matter, what they did with him, what they thought of him it just didn’t matter. He simply looked in Rano Maa’s and Geet’s eyes and what he saw their burdened his soul in hell. He saw hatred, pain, horror, questions and accusations in their lovely eyes, it tore his heart apart to see them blaming him for their misery. He could bear any torture inflicted on his body, soul and mind but couldn’t take their blaming eyes, as he closed his eyes in agonizing pain, as his soul screamed in unbearable agony, he felt as if his heart would burst, he simply wasn’t able to fathom the look in their eyes.

 

The villagers surrounded him and threw him down. They kicked him hard in his stomach and kept on hitting him left, right and centre as he bleed and bleed more. One person stomped his stomach so hard that he literally coughed blood but they were nowhere to stop. They kept on beating and torturing Maan blue black but he felt no pain, these physical wounds were nothing compared to the scars his soul had suffered, first the sufferings of all these years then the agony of seeing disgust for him in the his loved ones eyes.

 

FLASH BACK ENDS

 

Maan was so badly hurt that he couldn’t even move himself. He tried to close his eyes in search of peace but alas their eyes haunted him even in darkness and he jerked back alive. His soul screamed in unbearable agony as he tried to put up his case in the court of the Almighty.

 

Maan (he howled uncontrollably): Haan mei manta hoon ki maine uska khoon kiya, mei yeh bhi manta hoon ki yeh shayad paap tha, haan mei Maa aur Geet ka gunegar hoon, maine shayad unse unka sab kuch cheen liya par mei kya karta, mere paas aur koi raasta nahi tha. Aap toh sab kuch jante ho na, aap toh meri rooh ki begunahi ke saakshi ho na, aap toh mujhe doshi nahi mante na, aap ki nazaro mei toh mei paak hoon na, boliye na Babaji, kya maine jo kiya woh galat kiya, kya mujhe mere dukho ka anth karne ka hoi haq nahi. (he sobbed bitterly) Kya mujhe us insane ko saza dena ka koi haq nahi jisne mere saath itne saalo taq itna bura kiya, jisne meri aatma taq ko daag daag kar diya. (tears rolled down his cheeks as his whole body shivered, his heart literally burst as he continued to pour his heart wrenching story) Maa jab mei aap se peheli baar mila tha tab aap ne mujse poocha tha na ki “tumhe chot lagi hai, dard ho raha hai”, mujhe chot dil pe lagi thi, us kamine ne mere jism ko hi nahi meri rooh ko bhi apne gande irado tale roondh diya, he sodomized (forceful sexual act with a young boy) me Maa (Maan closed his eyes in extreme pain simply not able to bear how that Bas**** had been repeatedly crushing his soul for his disgusting pleasures) Us din se leke aaj taq jab uska maan chaha usne mera istemal kiya aur mei kuch nahi kar paya, woh mujhe, mere jism ko, meri aatma ko apne pairo tale roondhta chala gaya par mei kuch nahi kar saka, par bas ab aur nahi. (a tear rolled down his eyes as he recalled his trauma) Mei usse kaha tha ki bas ab aur nahi, maine usse chakoo dikhaya tha ki yadi woh mere paas aaya toh mei usse mar doonga par nahi woh nahi maana, woh aaj bhi apne gande, gire hue aur ghatiya irado ke liye mera istemal karna chahata tha par nahi aaj maine us rakshas ka hi anth kar diya, ab woh mujhe kabhi bhi, kahi bhi, koi bhi nuksaan nahi pahucha sakta. (a ghostly smile spread across his lips as he relished the end of his tormentor but his heart and soul were still haunted by their eyes, he found no solace) Ab aap ki bataiye Babaji kya maine kuch galat kiya, kya maine kisi ke saath ko nainsafi ki…

 

(Maan (he howled uncontrollably): Yes, I agree that I killed, I also agree that maybe this was a sin, yes I am Maa and Geet’s culprit, maybe I have snatched their all but what was I to do, I had no other choice. You know everything right, you are the witness of my soul’s innocence right, you don’t consider me a culprit right, in your eyes I am pure right, speak na Babaji, what I did, was that wrong, do I not have the right to end my sorrows. (he sobbed bitterly) Do I not have the right to punish that person who did such bad things with me for so many years, who ruined my innocent soul. (tears rolled down his cheeks as his whole body shivered, his heart literally burst as he continued to pour his heart wrenching story) Maa when I had met you for the first time, you had asked me “are you hurt, is it paining”, my heart was hurt that say, that Bas**** not only slaughtered my body but also my soul with his filthy intentions, he sodomized (forceful sexual act with a young boy) me Maa (Maan closed his eyes in extreme pain simply not able to bear how that Bas**** had been repeatedly crushing his soul for his disgusting pleasures) Since that day till today, whenever he wanted he used me and I wasn’t able to do anything, he abused me, my body, my soul and I still wasn’t able to do anything, but not anymore. (a tear rolled down his eyes as he recalled his trauma) I had warned him that no, not anymore, I showed him the knife that if he comes near me then I will kill him but he didn’t stop, today also he wanted to use him for his cheap, sick, filthy and disgusting pleasures but I killed that devil, now he can never ever, not here, not anywhere harm me. (a ghostly smile spread across his lips as he relished the end of his tormentor but his heart and soul were still haunted by their eyes, he found no solace) Now you only tell me Babaji that whatever I did was that wrong, did I do any injustice with anyone…)

 

His last words echoed in the air – Yeh thi “Meri Adhoori Kahani”(This was “My unfinished story”)


THE END

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