a dream or reality

I am standing in the entering door of fatima's home and listening the shouting of

his father and the drama inside the room. I moved inside and stood in the one

corner of the room. As I feel they don't give any attention to me. Fatima standing

in the corner of the room and tears in her eyes and her messed hairs.

You destroy our image in the society and our pride our culture. You are a girl, be

like other girls. Fatima's father scolded in loud and clear voice. I thought that

Fatima notice my presence and her sobbing increased. Her mother and elder sister

watching the whole scenario keeping anger in their eyes for Fatima.

Iska nikaah hi kra dete hai sub khud ba khud tikh ho jayega. Fatima's mother said

from the distance.

"I don't like boys". She shouted and started crying loudly. The very next second,

her father starts slapping her on her face. He banged her head on wall pulling her

hair. I tried to stop his father, but my body completely resists me. You don't know

what society says about girls like you. tum log samaj ki gandgi ho.

Her one of his cousin grab his arm and pull her to the bedroom. I know that he is

his cousin because once she introduced her to me. I can hear her sobbing and

shouting. "NO" "NO" "Ammi" "Abbu". She is begging to stop the torture, but

there is no mercy for her crime. Her cousin rapes her in front of his parents.

Around half an hour his cousin came out of the room. He is on his boxers and

pretends to be tired like he doesn't like this work but because of Fatima father he

has to do it. They start talking to each other and. Around ten minutes later, she

came out of the room and went upstairs. In the middle, she looks at the room. For a

second, we have an eye contact, and she falls and starts bleeding. I am in shock,

and then I woke up.