I'm a dead embryo

I'm a dead embryo

A Story by Shayan Das
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Here the story teller is an embryo who wasn't born.The had to lost his life for no fault his own.The most damm thing behind his 30days of life was he was a embryo of two people of different religions.

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I'm a dead embryo of 30days laying on a valley into my mother's uterus.Neither I know myself nor the entire story behind my death before born.But I could hearn a few from inside of my mother'said belly though none of those words was understandable to me and I'd like to share the story to save the upcoming ones like me.They were two precious persons(my father and mother) in my life, loved each other more than they loved themselves. My mother was Anuara Begam and father Sandip Tiwari, two persons from two different religions.Their love was logger than 10 years. But they had not married because none of their family members agreed with the relation because of the religious dissimilarity. They appealed too much to their scieties but societies were very straight on their point that two person from two different religions can never be together any more.Thus they were being unsocial to the merciless eyes of their societies. One day they left their home and planned to marry.But they had nowhere to go. Where could they go? In Temple or Mosque? Everywhere they visited most of times, but failed to get married as they were from two different religions.Thus a month passed away.One-day my mother fell upon a street which had a provability of pregnancy. A local doctor confirmed that my mother was going to having me.It might be that night when I could hear the weeping of my mother. It might be my father who was consoling her with the ensurence that one day they would get together socially. It is yesterday when my father entered into the room in hustle bustle and informed that people from each of the two different religions(Hindu-Muslim)went out for killing each other and they were finding us to execute. Parents left the room and stared to run as fast as they could followed by a crowd which I could hardly heard.It was a place when they stopped suddenly.But the crowd behind us was still getting closer. My father handed my mothers hand and my mother burst into cry and just one second it took and I felt like they jumped from somewhere high. It had taken around two or three seconds and I felt my last terrible pain by getting a ton strike ever in my life as soon as mother's heart stopped in the last beat.
It is how the story end which started between two persons from two different religions with a lot of dream of getting together one day. I am near about 30th days sent by whom I don't know(Isswar or Allah). But I'll request to the almighty God not to repeat the story again with someone like me. Don't quarrel people and always do remember that "the holiest and most powerful religion is humanity which stands higher than any other.

© 2017 Shayan Das


Author's Note

Shayan Das
I think no other country faces the horrible problem what India faces.India is a country where different religions lived.But there was no communication among the.The feasting takes a big figure mostly between Hindu religion and Muslim religion.Suppose you are a Hindu boy and fell in love with a Muslim Girl.If your soul meets which is not at your hand.Because love is a feeling which can grow anywhere with anyone.So when you fell in love with a girl who is Muslim.You'd start your counting down of die.Such it's a crime to the head of their society.

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Added on April 6, 2016
Last Updated on June 20, 2017

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Shayan Das
Shayan Das

kolkata,Gobardanga, Indian, India



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I am shayan...from a small town Gobardanga, State-west bengal in country-india...Now i am 17 years old... I like to write the beauty of world...I m very adventurous... more..

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