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It's A Girl
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Prologue
"It's a girl! "
The doctor gushed, placing the wailing infant on the woman's chest.
She heaved trying to catch her breath in the aftermath of her gruelling labour. Tears of pain mingled briefly with tears of joy before dissolving into tears of sadness.
She had once again given birth to a girl! Her third daughter. What would her husband and in-laws do to her now?
Chapter 1
Anita paced up and down the hallway of her palatial home in Jaipur, the capital city of the alluring state of Rajasthan in India. She had been worried sick since the very time she had heard she was pregnant for the third time.
She had been under immense pressure from her husband Raj and her in-laws to give birth to the heir of their well known influential Marwari family. Having had innumerable arguments over the issue and being caused extreme pain and grief ever since she had set foot into this house fifteen years ago. She was at the point of giving up everything but stopped when the faces of her two beautiful innocent identical twin girls flashed in front of her. Her lovely daughters whom she doted on were the centre of her existence.
Just then as if they had caught the vibes of her thinking about them they happily ran into the room and grabbed her from behind. Her twins turned five last week and were growing up into very intelligent and loving little girls. Anita's life revolved around them. It was only for her girls that she was living now and had to carry on living.
She had tried for many years to get through to her husband but unfortunately being the youngest and the only son of the three children of his parents, he was way too influenced by his mother. He was completely dominated by her, fully in her clutches and did not seem to find anything incorrect in his mother's ways and the manner in which she treated Anita all these years.
Anita had hoped that she would someday be able to melt his heart but to no avail. He remained to be the same stone hearted person she had no idea of when she had married him on that cold and fateful day in January of 2005. A day that had altered the course of her life forever. A day because of which she has had sleepless nights and days filled with grief and tears. A day she will never forget for times to come. The only one positive aspect of her painful marriage were her little girls who were her heartbeat. She put her heart and soul into raising them predominantly to ensure they do not turn out like their father or his parents. That would definitely be the last straw for Anita if either of her girls had even the slightest trace of their fathers or grandparents nature.
Anita had felt love for a brief period when she initially got married. Raj's older sisters were indeed very warm and welcoming to her and did everything possible to make her feel comfortable. But within two years of Anita's marriage they too got married and moved on with their respective lives. Anita had someone to pour her heart out to for those initial years but that as well came to an abrupt end sadly.
Now the three of them only met occasionally because all were busy with their own domestic duites and children to raise. Anita felt alone and helpless most of the time but there was nothing she could do at this point apart from ignore her situation and live for her children Nisha and Anisha.
She had the biggest responsibility of bringing these two children up and shaping them into loving,caring and good human beings. Human beings who felt anothers pain and sorrow, ones who readily lent a helping hand to whoever they could, ones who cared and shared easily. She was trying hard to raise them in the positive manner she had been raised by her loving family.
Anita came from a middle class Marwari family. Her parents Mr and Mrs Kothari were simple people who ensured Anita and her younger brother Karan were brought up surrounded by love, happiness and positivity. Anita had this impression of a family etched in her mind till she got a taste of another side to human beings when she got married.
The Singhania's were proud and arrogant people. Anita's father in law Mr. Sanjeev Singhania had inherited more wealth than they would ever need for generations to come. Probably this was one of the major reasons for his pride and arrogance. Her mother in law Sarita Singhania was no better. She was a great match for her ruthless husband. Infact she was the main reason behind Anita's miserable life in this house and her endless agony.
Chapter 2
Alone in her bathroom one afternoon scared and drowned in sweat she sat for a good period of time holding the pregnancy test she had bought the previous morning, but hadn't had the courage to use till a day later. Her hands trembled as she looked at the two coloured lines in front of her. Tears rolled down her cheeks except unlike the first time when it was tears of joy this...
Prologue
"It's a girl! "
The doctor gushed, placing the wailing infant on the woman's chest.
She heaved trying to catch her breath in the aftermath of her gruelling labour. Tears of pain mingled briefly with tears of joy before dissolving into tears of sadness.
She had once again given birth to a girl! Her third daughter. What would her husband and in-laws do to her now?
Chapter 1
Anita paced up and down the hallway of her palatial home in Jaipur, the capital city of the alluring state of Rajasthan in India. She had been worried sick since the very time she had heard she was pregnant for the third time.
She had been under immense pressure from her husband Raj and her in-laws to give birth to the heir of their well known influential Marwari family. Having had innumerable arguments over the issue and being caused extreme pain and grief ever since she had set foot into this house fifteen years ago. She was at the point of giving up everything but stopped when the faces of her two beautiful innocent identical twin girls flashed in front of her. Her lovely daughters whom she doted on were the centre of her existence.
Just then as if they had caught the vibes of her thinking about them they happily ran into the room and grabbed her from behind. Her twins turned five last week and were growing up into very intelligent and loving little girls. Anita's life revolved around them. It was only for her girls that she was living now and had to carry on living.
She had tried for many years to get through to her husband but unfortunately being the youngest and the only son of the three children of his parents, he was way too influenced by his mother. He was completely dominated by her, fully in her clutches and did not seem to find anything incorrect in his mother's ways and the manner in which she treated Anita all these years.
Anita had hoped that she would someday be able to melt his heart but to no avail. He remained to be the same stone hearted person she had no idea of when she had married him on that cold and fateful day in January of 2005. A day that had altered the course of her life forever. A day because of which she has had sleepless nights and days filled with grief and tears. A day she will never forget for times to come. The only one positive aspect of her painful marriage were her little girls who were her heartbeat. She put her heart and soul into raising them predominantly to ensure they do not turn out like their father or his parents. That would definitely be the last straw for Anita if either of her girls had even the slightest trace of their fathers or grandparents nature.
Anita had felt love for a brief period when she initially got married. Raj's older sisters were indeed very warm and welcoming to her and did everything possible to make her feel comfortable. But within two years of Anita's marriage they too got married and moved on with their respective lives. Anita had someone to pour her heart out to for those initial years but that as well came to an abrupt end sadly.
Now the three of them only met occasionally because all were busy with their own domestic duites and children to raise. Anita felt alone and helpless most of the time but there was nothing she could do at this point apart from ignore her situation and live for her children Nisha and Anisha.
She had the biggest responsibility of bringing these two children up and shaping them into loving,caring and good human beings. Human beings who felt anothers pain and sorrow, ones who readily lent a helping hand to whoever they could, ones who cared and shared easily. She was trying hard to raise them in the positive manner she had been raised by her loving family.
Anita came from a middle class Marwari family. Her parents Mr and Mrs Kothari were simple people who ensured Anita and her younger brother Karan were brought up surrounded by love, happiness and positivity. Anita had this impression of a family etched in her mind till she got a taste of another side to human beings when she got married.
The Singhania's were proud and arrogant people. Anita's father in law Mr. Sanjeev Singhania had inherited more wealth than they would ever need for generations to come. Probably this was one of the major reasons for his pride and arrogance. Her mother in law Sarita Singhania was no better. She was a great match for her ruthless husband. Infact she was the main reason behind Anita's miserable life in this house and her endless agony.
Chapter 2
Alone in her bathroom one afternoon scared and drowned in sweat she sat for a good period of time holding the pregnancy test she had bought the previous morning, but hadn't had the courage to use till a day later. Her hands trembled as she looked at the two coloured lines in front of her. Tears rolled down her cheeks except unlike the first time when it was tears of joy this...
