Friday, July 1, 2011

Death for Love

She saw him crumpled up on the floor, lying in a pool of blood. Her love, her life. she crouched down beside him. He was not breathing. She wanted to cry but no tears come out. She looked up at his killer. It was her father... her own father. The man who had given birth to her. The man who had taught her to walk. The man who  claimed to have given  her everything she ever wanted. She thought, 'No, you haven't.Instead you have just taken away the only thing I had ever wanted more than anything else in my life. And why?! Just because he was from a different caste?' But she didn't say anything. She just sat there with him in his warm blood and blinked. Her father was standing towering over her in a fit of rage. "Dad..." she finally whispered. But stopped when she looked at him. He was not her father anymore, he had transformed into someone else. He wasn't looking at her with love in her eyes, but with disgust and pure unadulterated anger, "you ruined our family honour! how could you run away with him?! What did you think I'll never find you!!" He was almost blinded with rage. She kept staring at him with blank eyes, awaiting her fate. She took his limp hand in hers and closed her eyes. The last thing she heard was a gunshot.

P.S. - A post on the similar topic last year - Honour Killings... What a shame!

3 comments:

  1. honour killing is the stupidest thing that i have heard in this world and no matter what someone would ever say-i would never be able to fin any sense or reason in it...
    totally sad, this too!

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  2. It is truly a shame tht such things still happen!!

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  3. A sad truth....I wonder when all this stupidity will stop...when love will prevail in the heart of the ignorant...

    Cheers!
    SUB

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