How I Gave Myself A Second Chance?

In the small town of Gharoli near Delhi, there lived a girl named Anaya who was 18 years old.

It means graceful in the name "Anaya". Her mother worked for 15 years under the rich businessman "Bajaj Empires" as a house help. She was so loving, caring, and the apple of her mother's eye. She loved dancing too.

She came across the owner's nephew while she was on her way to call her mother. Aditya was the man's name. Due to his height, good looks, and attractiveness, I felt flat after watching him. We began to converse and eventually grew close. That's how the following six months went by. We then start to fall in love with one another. Our decision to elope was made after we gave marriage some thought.

Then we travelled to Mumbai. He took me to one of his aunts there, so I assumed I had a family. He promised to arrive after a few days but never came back. I didn't realize I was stuck until after they had asked me to dance for their guests. It's impossible to escape. They ask me to dance in small, gradual increments. Despite numerous attempts to flee, they eventually tracked me down. The entire night, they would beat me endlessly due to my running away from their clutches.

That’s how Anaya died and Diya was born

On a beautiful day, I made another attempt to flee, but this time I came right up to the car. An elderly couple who have always wanted children came to my rescue. They assisted me in acquiring the support and identity that you all can see today, as well as providing me with shelter.

After finally finishing my studies, I am now in charge of "Kiara Industries”.When I returned to Gharoli, where I had grown successful, my mother had severed all ties with me.

However, the couple is now a part of my family. Several girls from these kinds of practices that I helped as well.

 

Morale: There is always a glimmer of hope. You will always have second chances in life. Take advantage of the second chance and give yourself a chance.