Unhone mujhe roka aur kaha, andar nahi aaoge. Maine kaha nahi aunty, koi dikkat nahi main chalta hun. Aunty ne zor dala aur mujhe andar le aayi. Aunty...ne mujhe sofe pe bithaya aur paani lakar mujhe diya. Aunty ne us din hare raang ki saadi pehni thi. Woh boli kk, jara mera ek kaam kardoge. Rasoi ghar me thoda sa kaam hai. Woh kuch saaman ko hatana hai aur jagah banani hai. Maine kaha, koi problem nahi aunty, main kar lunga. To dono kitchen me jaane lage aur meri nazar unki saadi me lipte. “You bastard!” I shout over and over as I curl up in self-defense, my sides shielded by my elbows, my neck by my shoulders. Sadly, none of my defenses work that well. He grabs the back of my navy blue t-shirt and hoists me further onto the bed. “No, I want to see your face,” he says to himself before flinging me onto my back. My head bounces on the mattress. I look up at him and lick my lips because they’re dry. “Want something in your mouth?” he asks. I roll my eyes, but don’t struggle. . Got it? I try to nod, but the man is holding my hair so tightly I cant. Yes, I weakly say. The tears welling up in my eyes start to pour down my cheeks. Good. Still holding my hair he drags me back down the hallway and up the long curving wooden staircase. At the top of the stairs he doesnt hesitate and heads straight for my bedroom. Once we cross the threshold he pushes me forward and closes the door behind him. I can tell hes been in my room for a while. My dresser drawers are tossed through. Tel anlyavar tee pudhe jhukli ani mala mhanali, ‘Thode tel Sandeep chya hatavar ghal. Mag thode tel aplya hatat ghe ani majhya dungnachya bhoka la lav. Mag eka botavar tel ghe ani boat majhya dungnat ghaal. Nakhe lagnar nahit yachi kalji ghe. Boat haloo haloo aat sarkav, nahitar mala yatana hotel. Ani Sandeep, too aplya sotyala telane malish kar. Changla telkat hovoo de tyala’. Sandeep ne apla lund telane makhvayla survat keli. Mee panjavar tel ghetle ani magoon mavshi chya dungnachya bkotkavar.