Story of Anni

Story of Anni

 I went to Anni's house years later and her sister-in-law Abha took me to her room. After a little talk, when she went to make tea, I started picking up the diary lying on the table and turning backwards. It was the diary of Ajay Vishwas, Anni's brother. Looking at the page that was opened, she could not live without the text. He was like this,

"My dear sister Annie has been here for twenty years since you were separated from us, if you were now, you would have seen that the color of the body has no special meaning." A year after you left, when Medha was born, I felt as if you had returned home. I always saw you in it. I did not like him, as you brought up. To the tune of eliminating your endless, unbeatable depression made him completely self-sufficient and capable. Your niece topped IIT Roorkee by Tech Electronics. Having also topped M Tech from the Defense College of Advanced Technology, he was selected as one of the ten youngsters in India in the program run by DRDO. At the same time, he was selected to build a relatively difficult course, Guided Vapon. Her, that is, your seven skies, was imprisoned in her fist when she was chosen as the head of the team of scientists for building India's most complex missile. There could have been other ways to succeed, but I sent him there because scientific tests do not succeed or fail by seeing the color of the body of the scientist. Now his life is not going to affect his complexion. You know, in front of this black niece, the black niece, the beauty of one of the white girls has faded, all the pride of classmates becoming pioneers in the boast of masculinity collapses with their personality. I wish you were born yet when I was so big, then you do not have to lose courage like this, my dear sister.

Babu Ji sacrificed your education by citing limited means for good education for the three of us. At that time, even after explaining my lakhs, he did not understand that you could not have enough wealth after being born in his house. We all got married too. Come on, I was able to stay with them, but the other two brothers did not go to foreign countries and come to them as much as you could with your in-laws. You forgive him on Babuji's old thinking. I always understood your grief. In order to give you hope and to show the way to the society, I had married so much dark aura. Mother Babu ji was so angry in the name of marriage to both Aura. He did not even accept it from his heart till today. You knew it well, then why did you lose courage like this? Ever since you have gone, only black girls keep wandering in my mind, as if they are the responsibility of all of them. This time I have made you, that is, your niece Medha, out of the pudding of blacks, by filling the infinite sky of confidence in her fist, that is, you are fully capable. Are you happy now or not?

After reading this letter of his brother's name, it felt as if Anni was standing in front of me again. One thing of his was echoing in my ears. And every incident related to his life was revived and stood before me. I was Annani's classmate and friend as a child. I had made a lot of efforts to support him with his easygoing wisdom. But my marriage happened very quickly and Anni was left alone. There were no phones in our homes at that time. How much goodness is tied to letters Before my marriage, I had heard almost every agony of his ears. Not only listened to, but I had seen a lot of his eyes, I had seen his agony which he ended very ruthlessly. I could never forget her grief story and her ruthlessness at one time. But today, by telling you his agony, I may be able to reduce my grief associated with him.

Annie had three brothers. Two had gone abroad, Ajay, the youngest, was doing engineering and working in his own city. The youngest and only sister was Anni, Kali Syah Anni. It was really very dark color, sloppy, small, round eyes, gray lips and tangled on the head - haphazardly thick hive of tangled black curly hair, solid color like father, pouch like mother Naqsh and Thigani Ras. In the name of studies too, his father was able to get him a graduate in arts, that too private, what is the meaning in this cut-throat competition. As a result, his mind was immersed in the kitchen. An avid cook and expert, Anni cooks, feeds and eats a lot. Due to this tasteful hobby, when his body became older than his age, it was not known. There was not even a simple thing visible to any boy or boy who was able to "like" them. So did nature not give him any quality? No, this is not the case, he could even be called a mine of virtues, his innocent flirtation, his rare poise, a clear heart with washed transparent glass, and a vast ocean of affection peeping through his small eyes for everyone. These are not characteristics that can be included in its properties. But in this dark age of marketism, where are the people who often buy substandard items in beautiful covers, when they are the victims of inner beauty.

Anni, like all the other girls, would have hidden Raj in her heart and created Raj Kumar of her dreams very well. She would carefully decide which features are there and which are not demerits. When the prince of dreams came, he would have been anxious to stand on the opposite foot after just getting a glimpse of it. Therefore, Anni had to carefully watch the statue of the prince of dreams by his own and erase it like sand. Khushi - Khushi again the creation of the new prince of dreams, karma would go on fast. Just like Vishwakarma can settle a perfectly organized city in a moment. Initial rejections could not defeat the hope of that vivacious girl, but her hopes gradually drifted into the marshy ground of continuous rejections. The more she splattered to get out of it, the more the swamp of rejection would drag her down. In response, disappointment and frustration kept on increasing in size. That ignorant, naive girl was not even proud of the ill-effects of being so ugly. She was shocked like this. As if someone suddenly realizes that everything has been looted, even the land under his feet is not his own. Anni, now drowned in deep anxiety, died alone in her awake nights, battling depression alone. Sometimes shedding tears, sometimes cursing moments of parental contact. Thinking,
"How much hatred and sorrowful thoughts would be filled with each other at that moment, perhaps only the body has been mingling with them, but the mind may not have been enlightened, both of them, otherwise the beautiful, gentle moments of creation will be rewarded in this great ugly body." Manifestation? "
Sometimes think that,
"Is he a shadow of deceit and treachery in the love of parents?" Otherwise, why did the three elder brothers become so ugly, black. "
He had heard somewhere that whichever of the husband-wife gets his word firmly persuaded, the child takes the form of the same. So, both the parents must have been stubbornly stubborn, the stubbornness is too bad due to which only the faults of their personality came in it. She would have said that if she had got the mother's color and father's nan maps, she would not have been so black and ugly. She would get impatient by herself, she would ask many ruthless questions by herself.
"Why - why?" After all, why does not one recognize the unmatched form of the goodness of the mind, why does not one see the balsam of love, the bright color of surrender? Why does a thick, black layer dominate the body over the enormous goodness of man? "
Annie once told her mother to go to the gym to lose the weight of one of her friends and go to the beauty parlor of the other, with the hope that the mother would say lovingly, her son Tu also went to the gym and beauty parlor Refine But contrary to his expectation, the mother-of-one, who was annoyed by the boy's house not being held yesterday, shouted at him,
"Just compete with the world." Don't look at your appearance. See them and see for yourself. In this way, his father also brings the bribe money to his sack, even the top of the money earned from your father, who should send you to the beauty parlor. Have become so fond of rubbing chalk to be fair. The queen will go to gym to exercise Do the housework, which workout is bigger than this? The whole day has swelled like a goat. Who knows which of my sinful deeds gave the fruit of the above, after three days of my three bright sons, after putting you in my lap like a black-skinned daughter.
On this unexpected behavior of the mother, she did a great deal as she was filled with guilt from the innocent, the vision was stuck on the ground near the feet and the feet somewhere else, where she was left in the ground from the depths.
Actually no mother can be so harsh, true. Where was Anni's mother so harsh. But there is a shortage of money in middle-class families and no one believes it or not, money also affects love and affection. Anni's mother also loved her like every mother. But the demon of her marriage stained that love. Annie continued to be rejected again and again. Even if some one was willing to compromise on the face of Anna, he would have demanded so much dowry that his middle class family would not have been able to gather, the father had never earned so much, the sons were earning in the early stages too. . Therefore, along with Anni, her mother, Babuji's balance had also started to deteriorate. The father may still remain at some distance, but the mother's all-time pestilence killed Anni. Disgusted by his own mother with the scorn of the whole society, that helpless girl, sieve-sieve, asked God,
"O God, leave the world, what mercy did you have on me?" My mother, who was a symbol of affection, filled my mind with a lot of hatred, so what hope should I give to someone else? Had Ajay brother not been there, I would have been dead at some point. "
Sometimes she would ask God,
"What have you done, Lord, only the thick black ink that darkens the eyes poured on my gross body?"
Sometimes she covered her mother with multani mitti on her face, sometimes applied gram flour paste, sometimes secretly applied the cream of her sister's whiteness, read the tips to improve the color in magazines. But the color of the face nineteen - twenty, determined on its originality, would not even show the difference. In the difficult order to stab the body, Anni had taken maximum weight of household chores on herself, the food was hardly eaten. The innocent girl, who was fond of food, started falling into depression after being hungry. Everyday, the lower middle class father, who was fed up with the expense and fatigue of going to search for the boy, started thinking of him as the only cause of trouble and his eyesight towards her also became hard which hurt him deep inside. The perfect cancer brother Ajay completed his job. He would be able to enter the house at night, even after coming home he would have to work on the computer, the remaining little time would have to be given to his wife Aura. In the office, he was facing all the struggles of Anni's marriage without informing him. But there was no success. That innocent, serene, innocent girl was left confused by the ignorance of the family and society by asking for something unknown. After every rejection from above, heart-wrenching, she endured the taunts of her own mother and the hardened vision of her own father. Desperate at the age of thirty-one, he shared the same terrible denials, scorns, neglects and taunts with his own scarf and tied one end of his neck and the other with a fan of his black, thick body of death. The swing swinged. Where was that naive domestic girl, just like other educated girls, who had learned how to tighten their emotions? The family could not even think of this byproduct of their senselessness. Everyone was desperate, especially Ajay was very distraught. Ajay could not help him at the time of his studies, then he was also studying. But now he used to earn himself. He had also tried to teach Anni to teach again, but this time Anni could not concentrate in reading and writing.
Ajay would have repented repeatedly that he wish he had given a little more time, so he might not have to die like this.
Just one year after his suicide, his daughter was born to his third child, the first child of Ajay Vishwas, the youngest brother. The mere glimpse of the child was enough to make the family happy. Like even after death, Anni could not live apart from her beloved brother Ajay. And a year later, she returned to her home secretly, recounting history. The birth of the girl brought a lot of mourning to the house. The blurry scene of Anni's terrible death wiped herself and stood in the heart of every member of the house. Everyone was stealing eyes from each other, sometimes looking at the picture of Anni hanging on the wall, sometimes stealing the sight of that newborn. The neglect caused by the society's hollow beliefs about beauty had pushed Mamata backward to mother Abha's eyes. The terror of Anni's untimely death in Aura's eyes was linked to the fear of that little girl's future. Which Ajay Biswas, the child's father, instinctively tasted. Women are also bizarre, no matter how oblique they are, but the lack of beauty in the daughter-in-law brings a dark darkness like amavasya to them. Ajay had some satisfaction somewhere or in this form of his return. This time he got an opportunity to borrow from the debt of Anni's unfathomable love. Nature understood this by giving her this way to get rid of her neglect and the remorse of the injustice done to her by the mother, Babuji and all the society by making this girl worthy. And she had lifted the baby girl lying on her lap near Abha. A little lightened the atmosphere by congratulating the mother-Babuji on his first granddaughter and his first child on his wife. Ajay was the most read in his family, part of a young, modern society full of progressive ideas, who knew that tomorrow would also be for a woman where her life would not be affected by her complexion. That's why he could do all this. Not because he was a man, so he could think. A woman, that mother, was not soft at all for her daughter, and only a man, brother could understand her sister's anguish.

He was able to understand his selfless love for himself, whose remorse for not being rewarded would keep pinching him deep inside the tip of a needle. If there was someone else in place of Anni who had taken this step after coming from this form of society, home, then Ajay might have remained neutral but it had happened to his dear sister Anni as well. At this time his neutrality could only make his life clear.
What aura did not do to enhance the color of the girl, but nature is still left from adulteration. The honest color of the girl proves her honesty did not budge. How many dreams that Annie would have put on her favorite Phulkari with a pink dupatta in her mind, that fateful night tied with the same pink dupatta, Annie's long neck, her torn eyes, her mouth grew out of her mouth. Her white tongue, her black, thick gross body hanging from the fan, often starts swinging in front of the aura as soon as she closes her eyes at night and she suddenly screams in fear. Ajay sensed his untold fear.
Where was the question of forgetting the grief of losing the only dear sister, Ajay was not able to compromise on the cause of his suicide. This girl took birth in her house, just like she did on him. The benefit of carrying the burden of Anni's irrational suicide from her soul.

Those days of childhood were remembered when Anni used to leave everyone and used to run after her, saying, "Chhote bhai chhot bhaiya". Except Ajay, he does not like anyone else at all. If mother used to distribute food to all the children, Anni would also give her share to Ajay. Ajay would sit with himself with a little love and feed him the rest. And she would be happy seven years younger than Ajay and swing on her shoulders. And how could he forget that, Ajay was very unhappy when Ajay was insisting on a bicycle to go to tuition and Babuji refused. Then the little Annie took off her little earrings from the ears hidden behind her disheveled hair and gave it to her,
“Leaving brother, we get money in return. Yes, yes, true. On this day, Mother gave Babu ji the same level. I am telling the truth, brother, you can take the saityal in such a change of money. "
That day, Ajay hugged his innocent sister by his neck and put those little earrings in her ears, saying that I will take the bicycle later. And then he never insisted on a bicycle from Maa Babuji. Once when he went to hostel for his engineering, Anni had fever. She murmured in high fever,
"Little brother, little brother come ........"
When the fever did not come down from the medicines, the doctor advised to call his younger brother only. Ajay had to come and then the fever had landed. Then he went on saying that he would write a letter to him every week and neighboring Gupta would also call him on Uncle's phone every week. Then Ajay was able to go back somewhere. Where could I forget the many awake nights of my studies in which little Anni sacrificed her sleep to support her. Chubby Annie sat quietly near him, when first she used to read school books, sometimes she read Chanda Mama, sometimes mother kept on giving rice given to her during the day. If the brother felt sleepy, then the little Annie would take tea for him quickly, make two or four things, do not know where to tell jokes and make him laugh again. Whenever something special was made for food, he would bring the most for him, give his added money for a picnic or shopping, sweeping his room - wiping it, even fighting for his father. There are many more things that he could not forget even after wanting. Ajay also loves him infinitely, even if any brother is concerned with the physical beauty of the sister, he only sees the mind.

Ajay decided that the mistakes that happened to Anni would not be repeated with this girl. Despite the million requests of parents and wife, Ajay did not even think about any other child. He made his daughter the conductor of his dynasty. On the request of the second child by the family, he would argue the same every time,
“Mother Babuji, if Anni was also your only child, would you not pay attention to her education and personality? And if she too was taking command of the big companies like the three of us, would she keep her intellect aside and keep looking at the dark black color on her body? Having become the head of the literate people, the fifty people, who climbed their bodies in front of the shining Prabhat of their careers, let the evening dominate itself? ”

He had announced to take up the maximum responsibilities of his daughter in the house, by not having the name of Pandit, he also kept the name himself,
"Medha Vishwas". Mother wanted to explain,
"Daughters grow up right in relation to the mother."
Ajay could not stop himself even for a moment without giving a bitter reply to mother.
"I have seen the same disdain in the eyes of Abha for this girl, mother, who had come in your eyes when no boy was found for Annie." . Sorry mother, did you understand the grief of your only innocent daughter even though you were a woman, if you were adamant that your daughter would take higher education like sons, would Babuji not have to agree? "
"Ajay ....." The mother wanted to stop Ajay, stung by the guilt boiling from within. But she could not stop him, rather he spoke more fiercely,
"Shut up, you mother, where was you able to see, even as a mother, your inner discomfort, how much she was beginning to take care of her black color just a little bit in her last days. I had seen him, surrounded by deep depression, silently shedding tears alone. Even as a man, I felt a little helplessness in his small eyes. Yes, I saw the terrible turmoil that ripples within his superficial calm behavior. Nothing was hidden from me, a terrible cry that was torturing behind his pale smile.  I was his loving brother only, but only man. How could she be able to tell her mind, open her heart to me? "
"Ajay ....... Now just do it too. “Mother kept crying with her hands on her ears.
"You say I should leave my little girl with aura?" No mother, I cannot let Annie die again.