One night I was on my way home from university. The road was a bit deserted. No one was around. A few moments later I heard a scream. I stopped the car and started to see where the sound came from. I started chasing the sound there. There was a small hut when I approached it and saw a girl in a bloodbath arguing with someone trying to avoid it and the boy was showing his bestiality. I pointed to the girl and reassured her that I was here to help her, I pulled out my cell phone and called the police, then made a video of the boy to show to the police as evidence, and then I took a stick and attacked the boy from behind, causing him to become drowsy. I took out the scarf from my bag and gave it to this girl. She was very frightened. She was very shocked. I was trying to console her when suddenly the boy attacked me from behind with a dagger. The dagger hit my hand and started bleeding. He was still drowsy. I pushed the boy and he fell to the ground unconscious and then the girl tied a cloth over my wound , the police came and arrested the boy and called an ambulance. The girl fainted due to excessive bleeding and in time we were able to take her to the hospital. The doctor started treatment immediately. The police also informed her family and then the nurse dressed my wound. The girl's family came in the middle of the bandage. Her mother came to the hospital calling her daughter. I took care of her and narrated the whole incident. The police brought the boy for identification, then they recognized him and said that this is the same boy whom their daughter liked to get married. Everyone standing there was amazed to hear what was the reason that forced the boy to do all this. The story changed. The police were waiting for the girl to regain consciousness. It was late at night and there were constant phone calls from my house. I asked permission and left for my home. When I reached home, everyone was upset to see my condition. My mother started crying. She and my father took me inside. Coincidentally, guests had come to our house from afar that day and they were also very upset with me. I started asking questions but I went upstairs to my room without saying anything to anyone. I took a bath, changed my clothes and then came downstairs. Everyone's questioning eyes started looking at me again. I breathed a sigh of relief and told everyone the whole story. At which my mother held her head and sat down and began to weep. She kept saying that it was not good to have animosity in those days. If someone did something. I kept explaining to my mother that I had not done anything wrong. It's a good thing that someone came to work at the time, but everyone present at the time just seemed to give instructions. No one said that anything went wrong. I couldn't stand all of them and I said that I do the same. Which I think is right and if this wound is a reward for this help then I have 100 such wounds. When I went to my room, my sister and cousin came to the room behind me and encouraged me. They fed me and slept with me. After waking up in the morning, I started preparing to go to university. When I got ready and I went downstairs, my mother flatly refused and said, "From today you will not go out of the house." Their decision was like a line on a rock. They didn't let me go to university. I kept telling everyone that if I didn't do it, my studies would be in jeopardy. Anyway, it's the last year, but everyone bowed to my mother's decision. I angrily went to my room and picked up things and started throwing them away. All my anger was pouring out on these things. It was from morning to evening but nothing happened. Then I remembered that I have to go to the hospital to see this girl. I told everyone at home that I had to go to the hospital to see this girl and I left for the hospital with my cousin. When we reached there, we found out that she is better now. I met her and when she saw me, she started crying. I did not like to ask her what happened that night, but I still asked her and she told the whole story without any hesitation. She said that she loved that boy, he loved her too, the relationship between the two was ripe, then suddenly the boy's mood began to change, he was angry at every little thing, the conversation began to diminish.We met one day a week. The thing that was there before is not the same as before. I was fed up with his apathy. So I went to talk to him. That night when I reached his house I saw that he was with a girl and they were talking.They were talking that he had a relationship with me only for my wealth. He never loved me. He always looked at wealth. It was just a pretense that I thought was love. He broke my heart. I went to him and slapped him hard on the face, the echo of which could be heard all over her house. Seeing me so angry, the girl ran away from there. My love at that time turned into hatred and demanded reckoning for his sins
and then he could not bear this insult of him. He started threatening me and grabbed my hand and forced me sit into the car and took me somewhere. I tried hard to save myself but to no avail ۔ He was driving in a rage. I did not understand anything and I jumped out of the moving car which caused this injury. I did not give up and kept running to avoid it and hid in that hut but he also got there. Began to force with me. You came there and saved me. She was crying a lot while telling all this. She was accusing herself that I had chosen the wrong person for myself. Love should never be blind, nor should it be the end of anyone's love. It was all very painful to hear. Police recorded her statement and sentenced the boy to three years imprisonment and a fine of Rs. 500,000 under Section 509.
A few days later the girl went home and one evening knocked on my door. When I opened the door, the same girl came with her parents. I called them in and introduced them to my mother and father. That day the girl had become an angel for me. I explained to my parents that what I did was not wrong. They were not tired of thanking my parents. And seeing this, my father's eyes began to look at me with pride. And father hugged me and said I am proud of my daughter and then I was allowed to go to university. After all that we became good friends and together we opened an institution in which everyone is guided and informed and help those who are in need or stuck in such situations, so that no girl can be deceived in the name of love again in the future.
It is not wrong to love, but it is wrong to love the wrong person.