People who have been deceived by fate
How much torment in life. How to cry But I cried and cried and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged and begged. Convicting the Innocent, Convicting the Innocent, this humanity, who cares more than living quietly in a city where there is no law. The law here is sold with money. What more can we say about others and we are even poorer? I am innocent but silently locked in a locked cell. Even if there are no relatives, there are no relatives.
I don't think there is anything greater in this world than the birth of a mother and father. There are many children in our society today who leave their parents in the old age home and go to the temple every day holding flowers. To be those unworthy children who want to live happily by squeezing the bones and blood of the same parents. Forget Baba's diary. Forget mother's loving arms. But I couldn't find the love of my parents and left. I became an orphan. I was alone. I am so unlucky that I am not destined to be loved by anyone.
In 2070, I started living in the house of my stepmother's son and brother instead of my own house. When my friends went to study, I also wanted to go to study. How long did it take to write A, B, C, D on a sheet of paper? But I am not in the fate of the poor unfortunate to read. On top of that, I don't understand. Allare age who walks in the belief of what he says. I had just crossed 16 years and entered 17 years. One day, everyone in the house said the same thing.
Rudre, everyone behind you is married, don't you want to get married now?
At such a young age? I am not old enough to get married. I could neither read nor write, nor did I have good support. There was no one called my guardian. At home, I was a servant under the pretext of being the son of a stepmother and the brother of a brother. When I didn't work, I had to endure the torture of my stepmother and brother. At the age of going to school, I always had to graze grass, firewood and cattle. In such a situation, how can I get married without any income? I have to stay hungry for many days. I remember maybe he was making this decision to get me out of this house.
My brother and mother were shocked at this. And said to his brother.
Yes, my brother is not old enough to get married. He is just seventeen years old, so what are you talking about getting married today?
No, I just think I'm six, I'm seven years old. I got married in thirteen years.
Time also pushes forward the cruelty of those who have nothing.
Then I went from that house to Kotjahari of Rukum on 2070-09-3. I had a friend in Kotjahari and I called him. The phone rang.
Hello… Where is Mohan?
Where is Rudra and from where do you remember today?
Mohan Sun, today I am coming to your village.
Am i coming to my village Isn't it funny?
No, where am I coming from? Tell me, I don't know how to get there. Isn't it up to Chaurjahari?
After telling Mohan so much, he did not say no. He hung up the phone, saying, "OK, I'll come and call you again."
Walking down the stream, up and down the forests, like an endless wallet. I was going to that village for the first time. As I did not know the way to Chaurjahari, I went to a place called Narji and my friends had also come. We went straight to Mohan's house.
The next morning there was talk of going for a walk towards the village. In the morning, after eating breakfast, we went to the village. While walking on the road, I met a man from Rashmi's village. The three of us walked around talking. After walking for some time. You entered a house known to Mohan.
They asked us to stay and we stayed. After a while a girl came to us with lunch and we ate lunch. Mohan was talking to the family of the same house. Before I came out of the fire, the girl who had brought us lunch was washing the dishes. The ordinary girl of the village wore a red kurta at the beginning and tied a handkerchief on her head. I liked him at first sight. The mind did not agree and I approached her under the pretext of knowing her name and talking.
Aha! What a beautiful village. Can i know your name
There is music
She said.
Aha! What a nice name
He jokingly said that it is not good for people to do anything just because their name is good.
I was wondering how to say he liked it. I was a little scared but he said I was happy to open the way.
Maybe someone.
Oops!
She said.
I said without hiding the matter.
I like you I like you so much What about you
How do you say you like a stranger you have never met? Is my mind checked again?
No, no, I swear it's not like that.
I said again.
May I have your phone number?
He said that my brother-in-law had taken my mobile phone. Please give me your number.
That's all, I gave Sangita a mobile number. And with some happiness in my mind and some love of music, I went on my way with Mohan.
That evening you stayed at Rashmi's house. After eating, I went to my bedroom. I was looking at my mobile phone. I remember having lunch at Sangita's house in the afternoon and talking to her. I didn't know how much music I had in my mind. Coincidentally, while remembering Sangeeta, Sangeeta's phone rang and I picked it up.
He spoke as if he did not know.
Why did you call Sangeeta?
Sangita said. Shouldn't I call?
I told Sangeeta without doing anything else.
Isn't that so, do you like me or not?
What should I do? My daughter's rule and destiny is to leave her home one day and go abroad. It is said that it is written in destiny that it is written somewhere in your destiny.
What a love Maya had never met. Neither was talking on the phone. The people I met for a while were very much in my mind. After getting the love of music, my heart started dancing with happiness. The love of music began to fill my mind more and more. We started dreaming sweet dreams of life. We swore to live and die together on the phone. We started talking about supporting each other in sorrow and happiness.
Sangita asked in the same order.
Who is in your house
I said, I have not everyone in my house but no one. She has a stepmother. I live with my step-brother. Baba left this world when he was young. And mother now lives in uncle's house. But it has not happened. Now that you have come, you will be. Isn't it
A .. Yes and yes. Sangita said. The next day, Sangeeta and I agreed to run away and get married without letting her parents know.
I was waiting for that day. The next evening, Sangeeta called and said that someone had told my father that we were going to run away. My father abused me a lot. What should I do now?
Sangita said nervously.
I said. I didn't tell anyone, who told me again? So let's not run away tomorrow.
Sangita also said yes.
Then the next day my friend Mohan and I went to get music. But you couldn't go to Sangita's house and I called half way.
Hello Sangita, we are near your house to pick you up. We can't come home now. You are the one
Come on
Why don't you come to my house Sangita said.
Again I said. The dog is very hungry in your house. I'm scared
After saying this, Sangita came to the place where we were and I took her by the hand and told her to go now. She said that instead of holding my hand, I have brought some of my own clothes.
We grabbed her clothes and hands and took Sangita to our house and left.
Then, on 2070/10/1, I filled the seam of Sangita with vermilion. We became Junijuni together. I gave Sangita a place in a miserable life. The behavior of the stepmother and brother-in-law was the same at home. Treat us the same way when we are being abused. Sangita could not bear the pain and started crying a lot, I reminded her. Sangita, our destiny is to suffer like this. Don't cry. I will not let you be sad. Stay patient for a few days and then I will make all the arrangements.
As time went on, no matter what, we were living our lives half-blind, dark, light, happy and sad. You were happy. But life is not always as happy as you think. Dreams are shattered in an instant. Being born poor is also a curse. He left Bale at an early age. Mother started living in the mama house. Sad, orphaned. Problems arose. He also endured that. I didn't get anyone's love. He got married at a young age to someone he loved. But what to do if you don't write to get someone's love in destiny. Then came a sudden storm. The promise he made with Sangita was sworn. Love No more love
Promises made by fire witnesses have not been fulfilled. I used to say that love is associated with the mind, but here love is associated with wealth and money, forgetting its own existence. What do you know about the people who have been wrapping me in mud?
How cruel the time is. What did you think happened in life today?
Time turned upside down. There is no one like you in this world. All are selfish. Relatives who are only relatives in happiness are strangers in times of sorrow. I was jailed for various conspiracies. I'm innocent, don't do that, but there was no one to listen to me. In this world, I was alone, except for my mother. Where is the law for the poor in Nepal and only the rich here.
Dear Sangeeta, did you leave me today? If we don't support each other in happiness and sorrow, who will support us? But isn't that all an excuse? But we parted ways so quickly. It's okay to go wherever you are happy. What kind of relationship could I have with a miserable, poor, broken person? A house built for you by Xanten was also demolished. Life is ruined. What else to talk about? There is no one left and nothing left now. I am a lonely person. Sangita, in the end I will say this, I am a person who has been deceived by fate. I am now living the life of an innocent prisoner. You must be happy and happy now. Always be happy and happy wherever you are. That's the wish. "
Finished.