His Stolen Heart

I'm looking at the mirror in front of me. The mirror is showing me a beautiful girl in bridal attire.

The mangalsutra (nuptial chain) is hanging on her neck and Sindur (vermilion) is filled on her hair partition screaming that she is now someone's wife. She is taken and marked.

She is looking gorgeous with everything but her smile has faded away from her lips

Till now she was happy, really she was and why won't she be? After all she got married to the person she loved. Who loved her or she thought he did.

The room is decorated for my wedding night with my husband.

"why did you do this with me? Why? I loved you. I really did. I thought you also did but how wrong I was. From my childhood I got only the tag of being cursed. I believe that I am really cursed but then you came to change that but again you proved I'm cursed. Don't worry about me I won't be there to ruin your or my life any more. "I thought and took a candle stand and throw it on the mirror making it shatter in pieces just like my life and heart

The room is soundproof so no one will hear it, it's not like anyone else is here except us.

I looked at the room once again that had our pictures decorated on the walls.

I love you very much and it hurts to know that you don't. It's very painful. And I want to be free from this pain.

I sat on the bed our bed that is decorated with rose petals and a white silk sheet is placed

White sheet to be ruined with my blood, my virginity blood...

I looked at my hand that was holding a sharp glass piece.

I noticed my hand carefully. It is decorated with henna that has left a dark colour on my hand.

His name is decorated on my hand just like my heart...

Red and white chura bangles are giving my wrists a perfect look.

I got up and switched off the lights and blew off the candles making the room dark just like Me life..

I already wrote a note so he won't be in trouble after me.

I sat on the bed and made a gap in my chura bangles so my wrist can be seen clearly.

I again looked at the glass piece and then my hand...

Taking a long and deep breath I kissed his photo that was kept on the side table and I picked it up before switching off the lights.

"I love you," I said and made a big gash on my wrist making me hiss in pain

I laid down on the bed keeping my hand on the white sheet.

Blood is flowing down as the cut is deep.......

I can't see but I know that the bed sheet is now ruined with my blood. Not virginity blood but my life losing blood.

It must be looking red.. The colour of love and the colour of death....

Hugging his photo close to my heart I kept remembering our time together that we spent until my vision started to get blurry making me know that I'm losing it.

Finally I'm losing my life and getting the peace I wanted.

I closed my eyes, surrendering to the darkness with a smile on my lips.

Author's pov

"ladies and gentlemen thanks for coming here and joining us. Today's evening is really special as we have completed 15 years of this award ceremony. We are going to present new talented actor and actress," the host said and the crowd cheered with rounds of claps

" I hope you all enjoy the dance performances" The host said and left

Two actresses came with junior dancers and performed in famous Bollywood songs.

After their performance the host came again.

"So ladies and gentlemen I'm back again and now it's time to give the best actress award. The nominations are many but many of you know who she is so guess what?" the host asked and a girl sitting in the crowd smiled

She knows he is talking about her.

"The crowd screamed her name, making her smile more.

" You all are right, it's none other than Mehak Avasthi , a new but successful actress. Who got the award by doing only one film. '' the host announced

" I will request Ms. Mehak Avasthi to come on the stage and take the award" The host said again

Mehak's pov

Oh god I can't believe I finally got this award. I'm on Cloud nine right now.

Ma will be so happy when she knows I got what I dreamt off.

Papa see I made you proud I fulfilled your dream.

I got up from my seat and walked towards the stage when suddenly someone screamed my name.

Maybe my fan..

"Mehak!"

"Mehak!"

"Mehak!"

Someone is continuously screaming but I can't find who is screaming.

"Mehak get up," again someone said but why did it feel like Ma's voice?

"Mehak get up or I will throw water on you," I heard and the next moment I got drenched in water

I sat on my bed with a jerk. Ah! It was a dream. But it felt so real. I was a little away from my award but ma had to ruin it.

"o maharani tumhare sapne dekhna khatm hue to uth,(O Queen, if you have finished watching your dream then get up" Ma said in her sweet voice

Note the sarcasm here

"kya ma, thodi der Aur sone deti tu mujhe mera award mil jata, (what Ma.. if you let me sleep some more then i would have got the award)" I told her annoyed

"Yeah sure who will go to work huh your ghost? It's already 7:30 am and you have to shift at 9 am today." she said in her famous angry tone

oh shit! I totally forgot about my early shift today.

"thank you for waking me up now I need to go," I said ran inside my washroom

Well it's a small place with essential things. It's a shame to call it a washroom because I myself barely fit inside. But I can't complain about it. It's the same house where I'm staying for so long.

Oh where are my manners? I am sorry I didn't introduce myself.

I'm Mehak Avasthi. I'm 21 years old and graduated in Hindi but sadly I couldn't get any job with my degree. That's a story to tell later but first let me introduce my family.

My family had me, my ma Mrs. Mohina Avasthi and my younger brother Manik Avasthi who is 15 years old and preparing for his 10th board exams.

I know now you will think where is my papa?

Well my papa left us when I was 8 years old and Manik was only 2 years old.

My papa was a stunt dummy who did all the dangerous stunts in movies. But he wanted to act in films. He wanted to be an actor but it didn't happen.

And while performing a life risking stunt where he was locked in a car that is about to blast and he has to come out before it blasts.

Everything was fine but then suddenly the car got locked and papa could not make it.

He died. When his body came ma didn't let us see him as he was totally burnt.

I cried very much for him because I was papa's princess. My papa loved me much more than my ma.

I still miss him very much. I wipe the tears that fell from my eyes.

So now we three are living. After papa ma did a lot of hard work to raise us.

She was a hairdresser but she left that job.

She took a job in people's houses as a maid during the day and at night as a waitress.

My ma hasn't told me but I know she had to do many things to feed us.

She was a waitress in a strip club and a stripper as well.

Her maid work wasn't efficient for us and she didn't want to be connected with the film industry anymore.

My mother was really beautiful when she was young. My parents fell in love with each other at first sight. They did love marriage. They both met each other in a movie shooting only

My papa was an orphan but it didn't change anything.

Ma loved him very much and his sudden death was taking a toll on her. At the age 28 she has two kids to raise on her own.

She wasn't having a graduate degree and her brother denied to help her.

Well let's not talk about it. Yeah so where I was

Yeah I'm not ashamed of my ma. Na not at all. I'm proud of her because she did it for us. She is the strongest woman I saw and she is my inspiration.

And now about my work.. I'm not finding any job so I have to work as a makeup artist in shooting during the day and I work as a waitress in a restaurant at night.

My ma still works as a maid because with my income it's impossible to maintain our house rent, her medical bills, Manik's school and tuition fees.

I am trying to work hard so I can free myself from this.

My dream is to be an actress and a famous actress.

I got beautiful looks from my parents in heritage. And I know how to dance and sing while driving and swimming.

I am an all rounder I know.

I am still trying to get work but many times I got the target of casting couch.

They want to sleep with me to give me a chance , not because I'm talented enough for it.

I know I have talent and I don't need this shit.

I will get a chance with my own talent that I am confident about.

I haven't told ma about those incidents but she is wise enough to understand my mood.

Anyways Sorry for eating your brain with my life history now you can read other things as I'm done as well and I need to get ready so bye.

I got ready in a cream colour crop top and paired it with a red printed long skirt and finished my look with a purple stole.

I wore earrings and put a bindi and I'm good to go.

It's 8:15 am now and I need 35 minutes to reach as the shoot will start at 9 am.

I don't have time to waste. I have to walk around for 10 minutes to catch any vehicle.

I went out and saw my dear brother studying.

He is a brilliant student who got AA in every subject every time.

"bye ma bye manik I'm going for work." I said and was about to leave when ma give me milk to drink as she know I don't have time to eat breakfast

I drank one gulp and kissed my ma cheeks when she removed the milky moustache with her pallu of saree.

My ma is like a coconut hard from outside and soft from inside.

Let's go, Mehak darling, a new day is waiting for you.

Mehak's pov

I have been waiting for the bus for the past 5 minutes but it's not coming.

Guess what I think I missed my bus and I'm going to be late just great.

After waiting for another 5 minutes the bus came but it was too crowded.

But I don't have any other options. Sighing with a lot of trouble I hop in the bus.

All seats are full and only mens are standing with two females including me.

The other girl is a school girl.

I was standing beside her and surfing through my playlist to find a good song.

I had my earplugs in.. The driver is driving too rash or the man behind me is doing it intentionally?

He is constantly hitting on me and touching me.

It's nothing new for me because most of the day it happens on the bus.

I didn't turn but just placed my heels on his feet making him scream in pain. Like everyday I do.

"What happened uncle ji?" I asked turning and he glared at me

First touching me now glaring at me? Go to hell!

I shifted a little and saw the girl is standing uncomfortably

Guess what today is the official girls inappropriate touching day.

Another old pervert pedophile is touching her butt. What the actual hell is going on?

" beta come and stand here," I told the girl and asked her to stand beside me

She sighed and thanked me with a smile and stood behind me and I stood in front of her.

That old man was now staring at my breasts with lust and was licking his lips. Disgusting.

"Dadu (grandpa) the uncle will go out in next stoppage you can sit then," A girl maybe 16 years old said from last row where she is sitting with two other ladies

Maybe she is his granddaughter.

"Dadaji (grandpa) your age is doing worship and watch mythological shows and hear regional songs not staring at someone's breasts or touching someone's butt, aapki bhi poti hai, kalko koi uske sath bhi aisa kar sakta hai, (You also have granddaughter, tomorrow someone does something like this to her)" I said with a sickly sweet smile and he looked at me like a deer caught in lights

He turned to the other side and I saw two girls smiling listening to me.

What is there to smile?

First they didn't protest when they saw it happening and now smiling like idiots.

These girls are the only reason that they are tortured.

"see who is talking who is herself a scared kitten," my subconscious mocked

Bas isi ki kami thi tu bhi aja.. (Bass....you're only missing here,come and join)

I ignored her but how can I ignore she is correct.

My nightmare is waiting for me there oh god please let someone else be there in my place.

Soon the girl went down but not saying thanks to me. And I told her

"don't say thank you. Next time fight when someone does it with you then I will get my thanks automatically

"

And she nodded in yes

Slowly the bus got less crowded and those perverted mens also got out.

I breathed in relief and sat down as I got a seat.

Still 10 minutes more I need to reach and it's already 9 am.

Just great! Can my day get worse?

I reached the shooting floor at 9:15 am.

"MEHAK!" Hitler screamed my name

"Yes sir," I replied to our director

"What time is it? Anisha is waiting for 10 minutes for you. You should be here before time has you forgotten? You don't work at night, only during the day and come late. What kind of behaviour is it? If you aren't Mahendra's daughter I would have fired you." The Hitler said and I looked down

He does it every time whenever he gets the chance. He humiliates me for small reasons and brings my papa every time he talks.

" I'm sorry sir It won't happen again, "I said keeping my eyes at floor

I held my tears.. I won't cry not in front of him. He wants my tears but I won't give him this.

" You're sorry won't give me anything. Now go and do your work. "He barked like the dog he is

Nodding I went to Anisha mam's room. She has got dressed in her clothes and Raina has did her hairs

" What happened to Mehak? Why are you crying? "Anisha mam asked

Anisha mam she is the kindest actress I dealt with till now. She is 24 years old and is a very famous actress. She has no ego or anything.

" No mam , nothing happened. "I lied

" Mehak called me Di and I told you so many times I'm not much older than you. "Anisha mam said

Yes she said to call me di herself but I wanted to call her mam as showing respect to her.

" mam you know my reasons, "I told her and she give me a look

" mam Again Director sir screamed on her, "Raina said and I glared at her

Why did she have to speak nonsense?

" I don't understand why Dad always gets hyper? If I come late or Samar or other actors then it's ok if other crew members come late then he scolds them? "Anisha mam said

Yes you read it correctly Anisha mam is Hitler's daughter.

No one will say it though because they both behave so differently.

One is too arrogant and the other is down to earth.

God made a mistake I guess..

" Leave it mam and Raina you better concentrate on your work." I said with a glare and she rolled her eyes

While she was doing her work I started her makeup. She had already done the basic make up, making my time safe.

I did her make up and she looked so beautiful.

She looks beautiful without make up as well. She is a flawless beauty. She is perfect the way she is. Her soul is beautiful as well with a beautiful face.

"wow Mehak I'm looking more beautiful than other days. Thank you," She said with her never fading smile

"it's my work mam," I said in a normal tone

It is my work only there is nothing to thank me.

"Yes but I can appreciate you can't I?" she said and I don't have anything to say in reply

"no one can win against you in talks," I said with a smile and she laughed

"mam your shot is ready, and Mehak You have to help Samar sir, today his make up artist is late," Anand who is a spot boy said making my smile vanished in thin air.