Chapter 9

She woke up, this time far more fresh. The head didn't hurt anymore. She looked forward, and found Shyam there. Obviously, who else would have cared to even try saving her. She started sobbing, and he began comforting, and somewhere down the line, she was resting on his chest. He was probably the only true friend she ever had.

She had been rude to him. She had shown attitude. He ought to be angry at her. He ought to be furious, but he had come to save her, save her life. She couldn't bring up enough courage to even talk to him. He came silently, except for a couple of times asking her to relax.

He took her home, and asked her to take rest. She went and lied down to sleep, and after what seemed like years, she slept like a baby. She slept for a marathon 12 hours, and then woke up to find him waiting for her, with tea ready. She read up the walls.
Shyam Rajaraman I.P.S, Deputy Commissioner of Police, Mussourie, it read. It was far from necessary for an I.P.S, a D.C.P to deliver hand-made tea for her. He really loved her, didn't he?

She was drinking the tea, as he spoke, "I would like to spend the rest of my life with you Deepa. I know you are too pained to answer this now, but I worry if I'll find another opportunity. Will you marry me?"

Deepika was shocked. Someone wanted to even marry her. "What do I have Shyam? I've lost everything one could have possibly admired me for. I'm bruised, hurt, and stupid. I've lost the gleam my eyes once possessed, I've lost the confidence with which I once lived life, I've lost the freedom that bound me to a wonderful life, I've lost the independence my mind once possessed. I've lost the body which once was my pride. I've lost everything amidst a herd of lusty swines who cared only about battering me, and enduring the pleasure they derived out of this shit!"

Shyam, went and hugged her, and wiped her tears off, signalling by a nod of the head not to cry. Then he went up to the window.
"You might not have all this, but you have something more valuable, my heart. I do not care for what you do not possess, that is immaterial to me, I love you, and you only, not your attributes!"