The Sisters

This is a real story of an Indian teenage girl named ‘Paridhi’ who’s reciting in Mumbai.This story is continued further in the words of Paridhi.

I was the most loved daughter of my parents because I was the first girl child over the last five generation of my family.I had one sister named ‘Pranjal’ who was 3 yrs younger than me.Both of us were the princess of our parents.They love was infinite for me & my sister.

In the junior college days,I had no friends because I was of shy nature.But,I never felt the need of any friend,my sister was the closest friend for me.We were sharing our rooms with each other.We had great love and furious fights as well,as everyone has with their siblings.

November 2010,It was a usual afternoon.I was spending the day by watching T.V.  My sister asked for the T.V.’s remote.I told her to wait.She was impatience & stubborn as a result,she lost temper and slapped me so hard that I couldn’t stop my tears.I complain about her to dad.

Dad scolded her in the louder tone,”Why do you always fight with your sister? You’re so mannerless & shameless that you can respect your elder sister.You keep fighting every now & then and as someone scold you start to cry.” She was sitting like a criminal & looking at the floor.I felt guilty because she received scoldings.I slept with wet eye s.

Real Story written by
Amarkant

2 Hours Later:

I woke up,I saw Pranjal sitting next to me with an unusual silence,her eyes were stuck on the floor.I asked,”What happened? Sorry,I complaint to Dad.I’m sorry!” She said,”No need to say sorry.I think,I’m the problem.Everything will be fine if I’ll die…Am I right?” I replied with a shock,”Why are you talking such nonsense.I love you most.Don’t ever say like this.” She said,”I….I.. I’ve taken poison,and I’ll die anytime…” I replied with perplexity,”What….Why…?”

I informed to my parents with heart sick expressions.We try our best to save her.We reached closer to the nearest hospital but my sister reached far away from life.I’m still unable to believe that my sister committed suicide & I lost her forever.

6 Years Later:

I am still in the depression after the tragic incident of 2010,I am under the examination of a psychiatrist.I’m taking regular pills to overcome the depression.But I don’t feel that I will be as fine as I was 6 years ago.

“Teri yaado ka silsila

Paresaan krta hai Mujhe,

Tere na hone ka gam,

Akharta hai Mujhe”

The story ends here but Paridhi's pain will take time to end.

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