Nyra pov

I didn't get a wink of sleep the whole night. The possibilities of what would have happened to me when that man didn't save me, didn't let me sleep. 

Along with that, my carelessness towards the situation is making me guilty. I had a child along with me. What if..

I should stop thinking negatively and should be grateful for what happened. Everything went well. With these positive thoughts, at least I tried to have positive thoughts so that my day won't end up being a shitty one.

I decided to take a shower to take my mind off the situation and also I should go to work. It's not like I have a holiday or something. 

After getting ready, I went down to have breakfast with my family. When I went there my father was tense. I realised that there must be a problem. I could cut the tension with the knife.

I am not sure what's happening in my life. One or the other problems come and stick to me as if I am covered with fevicol. Where is the angel who is supposed to save me? I think she has fallen in love with the devil.

I went near the dining table and sat quietly. My mother came and placed the breakfast and sat. My mouth watered looking at the food. But I know I won't be able to enjoy the food in peace.

At the same time my brother came and after seeing all our expressions he ran away saying he has a special class. Pfft he is saved.

“Before going they have spread the rumour that there is something wrong with you.” He said, looking at me. Does he know that I scared him ?

“Who Appa?” I asked innocently as if I was an infant.

“Chiru and his family. Then who else it is Nyra? I don't even know what happened there. But that lady is saying that some ghost has entered your body and you have been possessed. Our whole colony is talking about it. Who even trusts these nowadays?” As he went on talking towards the end his voice became louder.

I didn't know what to do. It's my fault that I should have not behaved that recklessly. But can you blame me? First I spoke with them so that they would change their mind which they didn't. And on top of that the guy who came was not a fit at all. How can I even marry that guy who was not ready to say if he wants to marry or not? 

I just sat there not saying anything. For a while I was lost in my thoughts. I didn't know what to do. I felt my inside churn with discomfort and I lost my appetite even though my favourite breakfast has been sitting in front of me teasing me. 

He took a deep breath, maybe to calm himself down. He has not lost his patience at all, as far as I know. This is the first time I am seeing him lose his cool. 

“It doesn't matter now. Let's try to forget what has happened and move on. It's not like he is the only guy in the whole world. We will find someone.” After saying this he left without eating breakfast. 

“Nyra I know that you don't want to marry now. But whatever we do, it's for your well being. Give it a try. I know you should have done something and that's the reason that guy ran away. Just because I am not scolding that does not mean whatever you did was right. I am keeping quiet because I would have not agreed to this proposal. Just give it a chance.” My mother said this and without waiting for my reply she went inside.

I know if my father doesn't have breakfast even my mother won't. All the emotions crashed into me at once like an avalanche. If she had scolded me I wouldn't not be guilty. But that's the thing right. She wanted me to realise myself. 

After this I had lost my appetite. I then went to work. Whole day I was not feeling like doing anything. From me my parents have to listen to all the taunts from my neighbours and relatives. I shouldn't have done that. I should have simply spoken with my parents. I don't even know what led me to take this decision. 

It was late at night and I was returning home. I was going home on a scooter praying I should reach home safely. As I was going I saw a car crash into a tree. The doctor in me got alerted and I quickly parked my scooter at a side and ran towards it.

First I tried to open the door and pulled the guy out of it. The air was filled with smoke and it was difficult to see and breathe. But I somehow pulled him out. He was very tall and heavy. The blood smell hit me as soon as I pulled him out.

I made him sit near the car, then again somehow I made him sit near a tree. Then I saw his face and realised that he was the same guy who saved me near the construction site. First I checked his pulse, it was low. 

His head was bleeding. I ran towards my scooter and brought my kit. Then I bandaged his head and called for an ambulance.

I sat near me and tried to wake him up by sprinkling water on him. I was waiting for the ambulance. When I heard mumbling from him.

“Don't do it. Please..” Then he went on saying something which was too low for me to hear even though I sat beside him. I tried to listen to him when I was startled by the sound of the ambulance. 

Then I stood and signalled towards us. They came and few doctors were present too. Then they took him on the stretcher. And after half an hour and answering all the questions they left. 

I just stood at that place for a while and was grateful that I was somehow able to save him. I decided to go home. But before going, something caught my eye. 

I went near the car and examined it. It was his ID card. Hmmm nice name. Then I kept that in my bag and went home. 

As soon as I went home. My mother rushed towards me and checked me from top to bottom.

“Nyra, are you alright? What happened? You said you would come home at 9 and it's almost midnight.” She asked me her voice trembling and eyes filled with fear which was slowly turning into relief. 

“There was an accident which had happened. So I waited there till the ambulance came. Sorry I forgot to inform you in that tension.” She must have been very tense. 

We all know what's happening. And me coming late must have scared her. 

“Try to inform us next time. I know your work is stressful and you will be very busy. But I only have one daughter.” She said her eyes filled with tears. 

Then my father came from the main door. I turned towards him thinking why he went out. 

As soon as he saw me he ran towards me and hugged me tightly. My shoulders felt wet and I pulled him and saw that even his eyes were filled with tears. 

"Appa don't cry.” My voice cracked as I saw him vulnerable. He must have been very scared to show his vulnerability in front of me. 

For a while he didn't just say anything and hugged me tightly reassuring himself that I am in front of him safely. 

After that I went to take a shower as my dress was covered with blood. Then I went outside and saw my parents were still sitting in the living room.

I went towards them and slept keeping my head on my father's lap. Soon sleep engulfed me as my father kept caressing my head and my mother was massaging my legs.

THE NEXT MORNING

I was sleeping on the couch and a blanket was covering me. As soon as I woke up first I saw Lord Shiva's photo and got up. Then I was scrolling through Instagram when I received a message from an unknown number.

Meet me at this address

XXX

I saw and thought that it must be from some wrong number and decided to ignore it.

But then I received another message. I didn't want to open it and see. But curiosity is my middle name after chaos of course. I opened it and what I saw made me shocked and curious at the same time….