I said in drunk "Who is maya ??? I don't know any ....ma....ya....wa.....ya... I only know this bottle of wine. Go and get me wine.
That day I had seen Maya crying for the first time. She was feeling sorry for my condition, she turned her eyes and handled himself. She avenged Rastogi persecution on me and handed it over to the police. Rastogi was not a big businessman, he was a "broker" who had earned millions by cheating hundreds of people. maya, who brought me back to India? if she was not, then maybe I had died.
Maya took over my business but she could not handle me. My intoxication was going on increasing day by day. The doctor advised Maya to get my treatment in a drug hospital but she was not ready? She didn't want me to be treated like a madman and I had to undergo any trouble. Maya tried very hard to remove my intoxication but she failed.
I remember when my son had a wedding night and I had fallen into a drain. Maya, who had handled everything? if she was not, then my son's wedding would not have started with pomp. In the morning I saw, my daughter-in-law "Suhani". How beautiful and gentle she was? exactly like my maya. After all, it was her choice.
Due to drug abuse, I was not able to eat my food and due to which made me already weak. Looking at my deteriorating situation, the doctor said that if I took drugs for a few days then my death is certain. Intoxication is one such thing that dominates someone, it is impossible to get rid of it. I had the same problem with me. Despite the doctor's refusal, I drank alcohol that night. I reached home in a state of intoxication, was just Maya at home. I saw Maya, she was trying to hide something, I asked her .....