I met her for the first time on her sister’s b’day and SIYA was someone whom you’ll like instantly.
She was young, beautiful, and full of life with an unabashed awesome sense of humour. She was the perfect, cool, hep to be for me. She was older than us and so was always on toes to take care of us, help us, even went back home to get the camera after reaching the venue.
I was enthralled by her adventurous stories of going to Goa with friends without informing parents, being stranded on Venice streets late at night with no commute available, living alone since years and enjoying it to the core.
It was months later that I came to know that she was going through divorce. She was married young and just for her parents sake continued living with an abusive husband. Finally, one day, when she was brutally beaten and abandoned in a corner of the house, she was rescued by one of her relatives. A well-educated girl went through all sorts of bad thing which she never imagined would ever exist in this world. Someone who used to be the daddy’s princess endured everything for daddy’s happiness without letting them onto anything just in the belief that things will change one day.
AND thankfully it did.