6 months have passed now. Yet I haven't stepped out of my home except for the court hearings. I prefer staying inside my room. Everyday my mom tries to convince me to atleast eat with everyone. But I just can't stay with people. I want to forget it but then there come the court hearings which grill me and remind me every bit of the night.

I was at my friend's for a project. It was getting late and so I left for my home. Nearby was a rickshaw. I asked him if he would take me to Fatehganj. He said yes. I was busy in my thoughts of project and so I didn't notice the unusual way through which he was taking me. He suddenly stopped the rickshaw and there were some other friends of his too. Before I could realise anything they caught me.

Next morning I was discovered by a passerby.

The week I returned from hospital one of my Aunt's visited me. She tried talking to me but when I didn't respond for long she exclaimed, "Oh come on! Be thankful to God that at least you survived". I really...