Chapter 7

Deepika's world was just ideal. She had a wonderful life. She had the man she loved. He no longer cared for any other woman, he had the most wonderful beau in the world. Life at times, is perfect. It used to be hours of work, which collapsed in the thought of the wonder that was to follow, splendid dinners, followed by hours of lovemaking. She lost count of months, and in his presence, all else that mattered to her otherwise, was of hardly any significance. Life seemed to be moving on the fast track, and not that she complained.

But the problem arised when she had an unexpected pregnancy. For the first time in many months, concerns attacked her likes bats. What would the society say? An unmarried mother was the biggest taboo in the Indian society. She didn't want to get married immediately too. An abortion was the way to go. She ran to Dev, and all it took was one comforting arm of his to set all her fears to rest. He would take her to a doctor, and the abortion would be performed. Then it would be all normal again, and life would be filled with more work, and more candle-lit dinners, and many more hours of love-making, safe love-making of course!!

He took her to a doctor, who examined her, and then, she was taken to an operation theatre. It seemed like a dungeon, but hell who cared, her Dev was waiting for her outside, and he will make a joke or two, get her smiling again after this was over. What followed was pure savage. She kept seeing, as the one, that would have been her little one, was killed even before he could step into the world, and discarded. What was more difficult was the pain. The savages just dug into her. She could bear the pain no more, and started screaming. Outside, as Dev sat hearing the screams, he got a call. It read Ram uncle. He picked it.
"Choudhury here, how's the status?"
"It's done uncle. She's all yours!"