In the farthest corner of a quiet room, a small girl had been crying continuously for two days. No one came near her. No one tried to calm her sobs or offer a gentle hand.

Her tiny voice trembled through the silence, broken and breathless—

Little girl (sobbing): “Aapne bhi apna wada baba ki tarah pura nahi kiya Ammi… Aap bhi humein unki tarah akela chhod kar chali gayi… Humein nahi rehna yaha, humein bhi ap logon ke saath rehna hai… Ap log humein bhi apne saath le chalo na please…”

She was too young to understand what death truly meant. All she knew was that her parents had left, and she didn’t know how to follow. All she wanted—more than food, more than sleep—was to be with them again.

Two days of nonstop crying. Two days without food. Two days without rest.

Eventually, her frail little body gave up, and she fainted. It was only hours later that someone even noticed. She was rushed to the hospital—but by then, she wasn’t responding anymore.

The doctor examined her silently, a weight settling over his heart.

Doctor (softly): “ Lagta hai iss bachi ne kuch khaaya nahi hai, na theek se soyi hai… Par baat sirf iski physical condition ki nahi hai… Ye ladki andar hi andar kisi bade trauma se guzar rahi hai. kya haal hi mai kuch aisa howa hai jiski wajh se ye—?”

The man who brought her in: “Ji doctor saab, do din pehle hi iski maa ka dehant hua hai…”

Doctor: “…Aur iske pita?”

Man: “Shaheed ho chuke hain. Police officer the.”

The doctor’s eyes softened with helpless emotion as he looked at the unconscious child lying on the hospital bed.

Doctor (murmuring): “Boht kuch saha hai is masoom ne… choti si umar mein. wese mai jan sakta hun ap? ”

Man (gently):

“ ji mai mama hun iska... aur sahi kaha apne boht kuch saha iss masoom bachi ne... par ab ye meri zimmedari hai aur mai apni puri jan laga dunga isse dunya ki sari khusiya dunga.. ap plss bataiya na ye theek toh hai na.. mai isse ghar kab lekar ja sakta hun iski mami bhi kafi pareshan hai iske liye wo bhi yaha ane ki zidd kr rahi thi par aa nahi saki humare chote bacho ke khatir kyuke unhe infection jaldi pakadta hai.”

doctor : “ ji hum samjh sakte hai chote bacho ko aksar infection jaldi pakadta hai aur hospital mai thoda boht risk toh hota hi hai—aur aplog chinta mat kariye ye ab theek hai humne isse glucose chadha diya hai aur maine kuch medicines bhi prescribe krdiya hai kyuke isse abhi bhi boht weakness hai aur rahi baat discharge ki toh thodi der tak hum isse observation mai rakhenge uske baad ap isse ghar lekar ja sakte hai.”

“ par apko iska boht ache dhyan rakhna hoga kyuke ye ek boht bade trauma se already guzar rahi hai.. isse iss waqt sabse zyada zaroorat pyaar aur comfort ki hai— toh plss iska khyal ache se rakhiye ga. aur khana aur medicines waqt par diya kijiyega warna iss masoom ki tabiyat aur khrab hosakti hai. ap samjhre hai na mai kya kehna chah raha hun.”

mama : “ ji ji mai samjh raha hun.. ye meri beti hai mai isse apne bacho jesa hi samjhta hun.. mai aur iski mami iska bohttt khyal rakhenge.”

A few hours later, the little girl was discharged and taken home. But as soon as she stepped inside, she quietly walked back to that same lonely corner of the room. Her tiny frame curled up on the floor, knees drawn to her chest, her face resting on them, and tears again streaming silently.

Mama and Mami entered the room with food and medicines.

Mama-Mami (trying to sound kind):

“Beta khana aur medicines khale.”

The little girl looked up at them, her eyes swollen, her face pale from exhaustion.

Little girl (softly, with hope): “Hum apni Ammi ke haathon se hi khate hain… Ammi aa gayi wapas? Humein pata tha wo apna wada nahi todengi… kahan hain wo?”

Mami’s face hardened.

Mami (sternly): “Nahi aayi teri Ammi. Aur na kabhi aayegi. Mar chuki hai wo. Samjhi? Ab chup chaap khana aur dawai le le… itne paise nahi hain humare paas ke baar baar tujhe hospital le jayein.”

Her words were sharp, like glass—cutting through what little hope the girl had left. The little girl’s face crumpled again as tears returned, heavier now.

Mama (scolding):

“ jaya kya kr rahi ho tum maine tumhe samjhaya tha na iss se aise baat mat karo— agar isse kuch hogaya toh police humpar case krdegi kyuke ab hum iske guardian ban chuke hai.?”

mami : “ toh kya karoon isse apne sar par chadha loon .. isse kuch na hojaye isliye toh na chahte howe bhi iska khyal rakhna pad raha hai— isliye toh khana aur dawaiya layi hun par 2 din se ek hi rat lagayi howi hai apni ammi ki....toh ab kya karein hum..”

mama : “ ab humlog kr hi kya sakte, didi toh chale gayi par isse yaha chod gayi.. ab na chahte howe bhi sambhalna toh padega hi— warna child welfare humpar case thok denge agar isse kuch bhi howa toh. ab didi ki wajh se humpar yeh zimmedari agayi hai toh hum istemaal bhi didi ka hi karenge.”

The little girl nodded silently, her tears still falling.

mama manipulated the little girl very easily : “ haa toh tumhe pata hai tumhari ammi ne jane se pehle humse kaha tha ki tum apne mama mami ki har baat sunogi aur wo jo chahenge aur kahenge bina kisi sawaal ke unki har baat manogi— tum toh apni ammi ki har baat humesha sunti ho na toh agar tumne unki ye baat nahi sunni toh soncho tumhari ammi ko kitna bura lagega aur wo kitni hurt hojayengi... kya tum apni ammi ko hurt krna chahti ho?”

Little girl nodded in no...

mama : “good.. toh tum ab apni ammi ki ichha puri karogi na—apni mama mami ki har baat manogi na?”

The little girl innocently nodded yes...

mama : “haa toh ab ye khana jaldi se finish karo phir ye medicines kha lena theek hai...?”

Tears were still flowing from her eyes but she agreed & started eating but as she was a little girl so obviously she wasn't able to eat properly as ammi only used to feed her.. But struggling a lot still she was trying to eat  because she didn't wanted to hurt her ammi by not listening to her mama mami....

And then seeing that the little girl listened they left the room..

mami : “wese didi ne ye sab kab kaha tha apse apne hume bataya nahi tha pehle.?”

mama : “ didi ne jab aisa kuch kaha hi nahi toh mai kya batata.. wo toh ye baat manjaye isliye maine kaha wo sab—ab ye apni puri zindagi humari har baat manegi bina koi sawaal puche.”

mami : wahh ji apne toh bada zabardast soncha... ab humlog yehi baat se jo didi ne kabhi kaha hi nahi isse har baat manwa lenge....

and then they both smirkingly laughed...