Hrida couldn't move her feet, her feet were screaming her to not place a foot in her house, she didn't listen to anyone except her heart.
Her heart insisted her to step into her house, blood rushes over whole body, her body radiating off heat, she is feeling within.
Each step she took, her memories unfold, the bittersweet memories projects in front of her eyes, but now the bitter-sweet memories only gave he bitter feelings and the sweetness is gone.
She plunged into the Hall room, the lights were still switched on, she gave a glance around and the Hall room appeared clean and organized as if nothing happened here.
The sofa where she heard her parents making a deal about selling her off to some stupid Bhaiya as if she were a doll. She hated this memory, she hated this house, she grits her teeth thinking about her previous lifestyle and way of her life till she was exposed to the most poisonous truth of her life.
Her vision turns blurry due to unreleased tears of betrayal pain hidden deep inside the soul memory chamber, her tears boldly escaped out of her eyes and she just kept wiping her tears.
Now, she felt a bit relaxed, as if the storm has calmed down for a moment but hasn't finished, she felt the familiar shiver when she climbed upstairs to her room.
Her thoughts flowing like running river, she felt herself sinking in, she held her breath to stop her thoughts.
But, its too late, Kali sensed her raw fear of abandonment, wrath of betrayal, negative feelings about her old house, he found it delicious, the smell of raw and wild whirlpool of emotions was adding more fun to this show.
He just observed her through the dark corners of the houses, but he couldn't materialize in front of her because her mental barrier is strong, he can't unless she allows him.
Kali snickers with assured tone, "You won't allow me, Hrida, I know unless I force you into desperate situation making you plead to me for surrendering yourself to my control.
There is no other way out for you, pretty doll."
Hrida whisper God's name calmly to deviate her brain from negative feelings boiling in her mind, she sits on her bed as she enters her room.
Her room looked the same as before, not even a single difference in the room except her feelings. Her eyes observing her room as if she is entering this room for the first time.
The memories don't stop playing in her mind, she could hear the walls, the items talk their beautiful times with her.
She sighs with a sad smile on her face,
" Maybe this is the only place in this entire house that I wouldn't want to destroy or derange. This room kept my little secrets, recorded my playful and happy moments, adored my pretty headband collections, and dreamed of more beautiful times ahead.
But sadly, this room's and mine dreams were shattered by my own parents, who thought we are just made of elements and not soul.
Tch.. Whatever.
I will always remember you, but I am sorry I can't stay here.
You will always be my beautiful memory. Hmm. "
She felt peace looking at her room, her room decor, her crafts but one thing set her off, the dollhouse, big, vintage themed, beautifully orchestrated details standing in its luxurious style.
Her peaceful moments were washed by wave of unhealed wounds, stinging deep in her hear, her ocean eyes turned into flame of fires, her blood building rage like volcano,asking her to purge out the magma of emotions buried inside.
Finally, the volcano erupts, she growls with a loud cry, letting out repressed anger, hurt, the suffering that she had to go through.
She stared at the doll house with pure wrath, looks for some tool, grabs the plank board and thrashes against the doll house.
With that single smash, the wooden doll house crumbled into pieces, the dolls fell down and faced her violent anger filled face as she grabbed them in her hands and was going to throw them harshly against her wall, but then she didn't.
She blankly stared at the pretty dolls which reminded her of her lifestyle and her history, she realized they were mold into this manner and there at no fault in this.
Her hands fell flat on the floor, putting aside the dolls, she remained still for a moment.
But then again, the fire of rage re-sparks, she grabbed the plank board and kept smacking the doll house, hot teardrops falling on the floor, the doll house was completely shattered, and broken pieces were scattered on the floor.
Her hands were not stopping, she's just mindlessly hitting the plank board against the remaining doll house pieces and at a point, the plank board snapped in middle, her hands slip, her arms got bruised by sharp pieces of doll houses, rewinding her partially healed wounds.
She couldn't help but scream with painful cry of agony, she growled with pure expression of cry of help, caught neighborhood 's ears and the people guarding nearby the house.
Her desperate cry of help brought the police officers to her location. Hrida shakily wiped her tears, but her tears didn't intend to stop, she picked up the doll house pieces and her parent's only photo photoframe that they had in the entire house and ran out of the house.
She breathes heavily, her tears gushing out non-stop, her legs are shaking, her gaze raised front as she heard her name being called.
Hrida saw Lakshman Bhaiya, Navya Didi, Tapish and Shashi gathered at the entrance of the house. Her eyes observing their state, they look fine, but their faces painted in tension, worry and fear.
Lakshman came along with Navya as soon as one of the police officers informed them about some civilian in danger, but he didn't expect to be her, he couldn't decipher her thoughts, he noticed she was crying, but no sound came out of her mouth.
He noticed her hands tightly held broken wooden pieces, doll house pieces in one hand and other hand held a photoframe, he was unable to predict what she is going to do next.
He called out her name, and he heard another voice beside him, he looked sideways and found Shashi.
Lakshman was angry on both Shashi and Hrida for venturing out of their houses in such dangerous situation outside.
He demands answer from Shashi with hint of anger, " Shashi, What are you doing outside your house?
And, Tapish and Hrida, they too are outside the house, is this some kind of plan that you were carrying out secretly,hmm?
How could you do this, Shashi?
You know, He is after Hrida, still, you didn't stop her from stepping into danger zone.
Isn't she your friend?
Tell me the reason why you all are outside the house, right now. "
Shashi fearlessly responded with serious tone, " Lakshman Bhaiya, we did make a secret plan, but not for some heroic aesthetic, rather we just wanted to help but if we had asked you to let us help you in some way, you wouldn't have allowed us and I am sure about that.
I know it's dangerous outside, and I also know that shadow king is after my best friend and I wouldn't let anything happen to my partner, my best friend.
Bhaiya, first listen to me, then you can scold me, I won't speak a word but at least let me explain...
Bhaiya, actually, I can't describe the whole story because this is not the best time, but I can give you a short and precise summary.
So, the summary is; I, Hrida and Soma had planned today to reverse the effect of the Shadow master's influence on civilians. As per our plan, Hrida was participating in the plan from home, and we were going to handle the outside matter.
But for some reason, we had to postpone the plan tomorrow and we two returned home, but we couldn't inform Hrida that we safely returned home.
And my mom grounded in my room, but I somehow escaped from home again to distract the Shawmys away from Hrida because I couldn't keep my mind still after knowing she is alone in the apartment.
Then, I found Tapish near Navya Didi's apartment and since then we both were guarding nearby Navya,' s apartment, but we didn't see Hrida exit out of the building.
As we were guarding the nearby areas, we came across my house, so we decided to grab some more essentials for our safety without disturbing my mom's sleep, as we came out of my house, I heard a loud cry and I knew Hrida is in trouble, so I came running here with help of Tapish.
And Bhaiya, Hrida can handle critical situation very well, she is strong and bold, we kept her out of physical participation because we knew that she wouldn't think twice before jumping into fire for saving a civilian's life.
And, we don't want her to suffer more after she had gone through so much.
Now, we should focus on her and not on me, bhaiya and didi. "
Lakshman was about to scold him, but he shushed down as he felt Navya's hand on his shoulder, and she mutters with gentle tone with hint of hidden worry in her voice,
" Lakshman, Shashi was just trying to protect her best friend, he cares about her more than himself.
And I am sure, Hrida also stepped out of apartment for her loved ones to ensure their safety.
And, now, we need to make sure Hrida is safe from his greedy essence trailing her. "
Meanwhile, Hrida's eyes were burning in raw anger, it became more visible to them as she pranced towards them.
Her eyes became glossy, a relieved expression spread on her face when she sighted her loved ones standing before her in well condition.
Then at the next moment, her relaxed expression vanished and anger, betrayal pain resurfaced in her mind, body, burning her skin alive, they all could see it.
Lakshman and Shashi placed a foot towards, but their movement is held back by Navya, she makes them understand with motherly tone, " Don't! She needs to release this burden on her own because we can't lift it off even if we want to do.
But we can do one thing instead that is to make her feel safe enough to let out her emotions and assure her that we are there to gather in our arms when she finally liberates herself from this unwanted burden.
Please, let her. "
They hesitantly agreed with her and stood there , watching her expel out all emotions.
Hrida rants with hurt tone, " Why.. Why did they do this? Why it had to be me?
I always valued family, I loved my parents with my whole heart, I thought I had a perfect family, who loved me selflessly, but I never dreamt that I would be the one who has the worst family one could ever get in life.
I mean, they always used to call me ' pretty doll ', which I thought was their love for me, still I had desire to be called by my name once from them but they rarely, like rarely, used to call me by name.
Furthermore, I didn't know at that time, why they don't use name, but now I know why, because dolls don't have name, they are just categorized and known as " pretty dolls" .
Tchhh.. I don't blame myself after all it wasn't my fault that they wanted a pretty doll instead of their daughter.
So, to make things easy for them, I free myself from my parents, I have no link to them anymore from today onwards.
I don't hate them, but I don't love them either.
I don't want this fake, disgusting doll house and neither my parents.
Furthermore, I can take care of myself and I know, I am not alone, I have Tapish,Shashi, Navya Didi, Soma and their families' support with me.
I don't need you, mother and dad. " Finishing her statement, she threw the broken doll house pieces on the ground, picked up shovel from the garden and stamped it over those pieces relentlessly.
Shashi broke into sobs seeing her in so much pain, he muffled his sobs, but he couldn't control his tears, his tears rushing down his cheeks.
Lakshman controlled his tears but Navya couldn't control her tears, she unknowingly leaned onto his shoulder, hiding her tearful face.
After some moment, her action paused when she saw her parents photo frame on the ground, appeared neat and clean, not a single damage, she could still see their smiling faces, mocking her state.
Hrida immediately grasped the photo frame, took out the photo and torn it into a thousand shreds.
Those shred pieces float carelessly in air and landing everywhere due to strong wave of breeze.
Before Hrida's posture relaxed, out of nowhere, she felt someone grab her hair from behind, and twist her hair hard, she hisses in pain.
She heard a familiar voice behind her whisper in audible tone with hint of madness in her voice, " My sweet.. Sorry.. My wild pretty doll, has become shameless and ill-manner because of these mindless jokers that you surround yourself with.
Don't worry, I know how to fix the mess and make you a perfect little doll again. "