Prakriti used to study in my batch when I was pursuing my diploma in animation. She was from North India originally and was staying with her friend in Delhi. At first, she hardly talked with anybody and that was probably because she could not understand or speak Hindi. Her friend belonged to hew own state and there was no help from there as well. There were only a few people in our batch who were good in communicating through English.
As the batch proceeded, she became much more comfortable. One day, she came to the class welled up in tears. A taxi driver had charged her 400 bucks for a distance that was hardly worth 100 bucks only. She did not even have money to go back her place. All of this had happened because she did not want to be late for the class and the girl she commuted with regularly had decided to stay home that day.
That was the day when I along with a couple more class mates started teaching her the basic Hindi so she does not face the same situation again. Within a month, she had opened up quite a bit and this was when she told us her story.
She had fallen in love with a guy and her parents had denied of their relation. The only way left to unite with her lover was to elope with him. This is exactly what she did. They started living in together and were happy for about three months. Prakriti was still a student who started working part time for their expenses while the guy was struggling with his career. With the passing time, the guy started drinking which was to meet his own frustration because he was not able to stand up to his own expectations.
Things deteriorated further when Prakriti conceived. It was not planned and no way could they have supported a child at that point of time. Abortion was the only option and Prakriti went through it. But the timeline between the pregnancy news and the abortion was what made me shiver.
The guy started abusing him. He even started hitting her. “This child is not mine.” She still remembers the words and so will I. All of this had become a routine and one day, Prakriti decided to move out. She called her parents for support but they clearly had disowned her. All doors were now shut for her. All she could do was compromise with the situation. Or, she could move out and follow her heart for a new beginning.
She came to Delhi and started living with a friend who was studying here. She started giving private tuitions to school going students for earning the bread and sharing the rent with her friend. When she had enough money to pay the fees, she joined the institution. Along with the institution, she continued giving the tuition classes.
Last time, I had a conversation with her, she had landed a job in Banglore. I could sense happiness in her words. She was making well to do money and was satisfied with her career choice.
This isn’t a fiction tale but a real story. There was no guy to save her from her evil boyfriend. The parents did not accept her after listening her heart out. She made her own choice. She decided to move out from the abyss and make her way towards her dreams.
Many a girls decide to compromise with the situations. But they should no. Prakriti is a true example of the women power. She decided to bend her otherwise fate and claim a blissful life instead. While she could have suffered incessantly, she is living a merry life today just because she chose to rise up.
So can you! Rise up! Do not compromise! Follow your heart!
She chose not to compromise.
PS: I don't have her picture as I'm not in contact with her anymore. But I thought her story was worth sharing.
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