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ARUSHI The Dawn
It was Dawn and soft rays of sun were filtering through the window glass and silk curtains and falling on her face which had a cute smile. She was cuddling the sequenced cushion which had her image on it. A special gift by her Sweetipie on her birthday previous night celebrated with 14 gifts, one being this cushion. It was a lovely bright Dawn (as her name meaning Arushi). Little did she knew what was coming her way, all her happiness, the cute smile, her dreams, aspirations, all was about to be Fucked.
Sweetheart (she was his lifeline) she was to her Sweetipie (she fondly called him this). These two words Sweetheart and Sweetipie were the bone of contention for the wicked, crooked twisted, conservative minds who termed their relationship as Pernicious. The pure, unconditional, unfiltered love that they had for each other was not digestible by people around them. The irony, the question, the doubt, the shit in their minds was how come she has come so close to her Step Dad in such a short time? She found a better version of a Father in him in contrast to the abusive, non caring, elusive biological father.
She was so excited with all the gift boxes lying in front of her with eyes glued to the watch where the few minutes to 12 seemed so long. As the clock stuck 12 it was her D Day. She started un-wrapping the gifts one after another and her happiness increasing one after another. She was brimming with smile an innocent pure smile filled with pure love for her father (step) After the festivities, the gifts, the Mango Cake it was good night, a long night and the last night when they were under the same roof.
Morning, Good Morning was not that good for them it was a final Hug (not goodbye) a kiss on the forehead, a prayer for her, a wish to meet again someday (may be) he left her. She was shocked, dismayed, sad, unaware, unsuspecting, about what has happened. He who adored her as a daughter, loved her unconditionally, wanted to be part of her future life, wanted to nurture her dreams, aspirations, hold her hand and walk with her in the life’s journey, was forced to leave or face the consequences of a false charge of sexual abuse.
For her safety he left, knowing that she would not understand, could blame him, would be manipulated, told stories and lies to defame him, make him a bad person in her mind. He took the risk as for him She as a Daughter was more important where he may be not able to meet her ever in future, could be looked down upon by her also, But.. She was her lifeline…
Day passed, months passed and he was harassed with false acquisitions, threat calls, defame and abuse. He took it all for her in hope that she would be safe and May Be in future she would understand and speak to him once to understand . The phone rang and as he answered it and it was her on the Diwali Day wishing him Happy Diwali and that was the last call, the last he heard her voice.
The false acquisitions, threat calls, defame and abuse continued and he took it all for her. After days, months and years passed a ray of hope aroused where he thought that she would, may be, would like to talk and understand what all has happened, But it faded as she never approached him. She may have been so mentally modified against him that all the love faded away and he no longer existed for her.
Still he prays for her everyday hoping against hope that may be one day he would be able to see her Sweetheart, speak to her once before he dies and tell her that her Sweetipie was never wrong. He has loved her, still loves her and would keep on loving her event after death if there is life beyond that. Hope and pray she achieves all her dreams, be successful and happy so one day he can proudly show her pictures with him to the world and proudly say she is my Daughter and I knew her…
God Bless and Lots of Love always and beyond my Sweetheart from your Sweetipie…