บท 90: Past

Shameen didn't have a way out.. the space surrounding her blocked her from using witchcraft.. Pinaka was looking at her and sighed.. a beauty of this level was enough, she didn't need any further qualifications.. she must have attracted even emperors.. such was her stature.. if she wanted she could have easily become an empress by marrying an emperor.. but how come she walked this path? many questions were surfacing in his mind.. Raj guru looked at Pinaka and smiled.. he understood his concern.. he looked at Shameen and touched his forehead.. then he touched Pinaka's forehead .. Pinaka closed his eyes.. scenes started playing one after the other in his mind.. there was a small hut on the outskirts of a village... a little girl who was 7-8years old was playing with a wooden doll.. one look at her and Pinaka understood that she must be Shameen while she was a child.. a man came out of the hut.. a woman followed him.. this woman.. she must be Shameen's mother.. there was no denying that.. she had the same beauty.. but there were wrinkles at the corner of her eyes.. made her look older..the man who came out gave her few gold coins and left.. she said, 'Shameen, let's go and get some provisions.. ' the child nodded and followed her.. as they went into the market area, men started openly gazing at Shameen's mother's body.. she didn't care, it was as if she was used to it.. the women who saw her started whispering.. some started calling her 'whore.. ' 'home breaker'.. she couldn't care less.. she kept walking forward.. she approached a shop and said, 'please pack some rice and lentils.. ' the shopkeeper looked at her and smiled lecherously.. he said, 'Chandini.. why did you walk so long and come.. you could have sent your daughter.. ' and looked at Shameen with eyes full of lust.. Chandini caught Shameen's hand and said, 'don't you dare.. if you have money, come to me to seek pleasure.. my child is not for sale.. she will achieve great things.. ' he listened to her and laughed loudly.. 'great things? hahaha.. at the most she would become a whore of a rich man.. what else.. a prostitute's daughter can't become an empress.. ' everyone who heard their conversation started laughing.. scene changed.. Shameen became older... it was clear that she hit puberty.. she was blossoming beautifully.. she was walking in a street wearing plain clothes.. yet her looks were no lesser than a Princess.. she had a confident look in her eyes.. she kept walking.. many boys as well as men stared at her openly.. some said, 'look.. she has blossomed.. ' 'hey.. did you bleed yet.. ' a man went further and said, 'once you bleed, you must be sold in an auction.. ' one boy came running and hit that person on his head, Shameen turned and looked at him.. he was almost Shameen's age.. he glanced shyly at her.. she smiled at him.. that boy ran away.. scene changed, two or three years must have passed, Shameen was running in a dark alley.. there was a group of men chasing her.. she kept dodging them.. suddenly a man appeared beside her.. he was the same boy who hit that man earlier.. he was all grown and muscular.. he said, 'leave her alone.. 'they didn't leave and kept moving forward.. he took out a whip and lashed at them.. the group of men ran away.. he held Shameen's hand and walked her home..