STORY ON FEMALE FOETICIDE

                                    "ANGEL,YOU ARE FIRED!!!"

Name: Angel
Date of Birth: God only knows
Objective: Do what God orders, spread love
Past Experience: Escorting souls
Working Since: God only knows
Achievements: God only knows

…but today I am fired!!!

I escorted a soul five months back to a remote village of India. Soul was bit tensed when we started. She did not want to leave God. However when God told that she would be given a new angel, the most caring one, called “Mother”, the soul agreed to come with me. On the way she asked me more about mother. I told her my uncountable observations about mother,

“If you are with mother, you need not to worry for anything. She will protect you more than anyone else can do, she will teach you to become a nicer soul, she will show the most beautiful creation of God — “The World”, she will bless you the most potent weapon in this universe — “The Love”, and she will even train you to pray God and to become angel.”

“But I shall miss you… you have been my favourite angel” soul said good bye to me when I dropped her in her mother’s womb.

“Very soon you would be shaped up a cute baby.” I told her while leaving her in her new haven. “You would be so happy that you would never wish to come again” but she could not listen to me as she already became embryo.

I must confess that I was bit biased in my decision. She was one of the loveliest souls. I wanted to give her the best and I chose India for her. I was impressed by success of women in India – Gargi, Lakshmi Bai, Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu (Mother Teresa), Indira Gandhi, Savitribai Phule, Gangubai Hangal, Lata Mangeshkar… endless list. I prayed God to let my favourite soul to become one of these women to let World feel proud of her.

Yesterday she remembered me not as a human but as a soul. I reached to escort her. She did not want to come back. She was happy with her mother. She was sad even after seeing me. But I could not go against God’s rule. I had to obey my duty. We together started towards our original destination – to the God. On the way she told her story…

Angel, when you left me I had no feeling but after six weeks I started feeling the power of love. Every now and then my mother started caressing me — the most wonderful feeling, same we feel as when God touches us. I had a big family. Everyone in family was happy. My Father used to talk to me – coming very close to my mother’s stomach trying to feel my existence. I loved him too. My grandparents were happy too. My grandma even told me many stories and songs. She used to say to everyone,

“Prince is coming to the family after thirty years”. 

Everything was so wonderful…

Every now and then my mother started visiting to Hospital. Doctor used to press my mother stomach very hard. It was painful to my mother also. Moreover the doctor never called me baby or prince or darling as my family used to do. For her I became foetus. Somehow I did not like that place. But when I heard someone saying that doctors are next to the God, I started liking. I also felt few angels there.

Everything was going well. I liked my name, “Prince”. One day my father along with my grandma took me to city. It was very crowded. We entered in a small nursing home. After sometime I could feel strange waves hitting me. It was not painful. I did not feel pain even when doctor told, “It’s a baby girl”

My mother still loved me. She changed my name to Princess. I liked that name also. But since that day none else in my family spoke to me. There was tension in house. The quality of food given to my mother was degrading… every day. She used to get tired now but never let me be hungry… I knew she was feeding me her blood. Once she consumed a liquid – I guessed some medicine for me –my dear father bought from city. She did not like the taste but she took it… just for me. I remembered long back when my mother was not able to take medicine with similar taste, my father told her,

“You must take it… it is for our Prince… He will be born healthier…”

I really loved my father. How much he cared for me. Even that day he went all the way to city in hot summer to bring that medicine for his Princess. God told that Mother is most caring angel but I found my father not any less.

After consuming the liquid, my mother felt tremendous pain in her abdomen. It was sucking her life out. The warmth and comfortable liquid of the womb started boiling. I was bit confused. I remembered there was still four more months to leave the womb. Or it might be that my family wanted to see me sooner. I tried bearing the pain in great anticipation – I wanted to see face of my most caring mother, my loveable father, my storyteller grandma, my serious never talking grandpa, my sweet little three sisters… I wanted to be born as a cute baby… I wanted to see the World… you and God had also told me that… But it became unbearable for my mother. She tried hard not to hurt me. She tried to stop riverlet of blood coming out of her… it was me… even in extreme pain she cried for me and persuaded last time to my family,

“please take me to doctor… she can still be saved…”

None moved…

We reached to our destination. But the Almighty noticed my wet eyes, “Angels are not supposed to feel earthly emotions. You are changed. You must get what you like…”

…and the angel changed into a new female embryo.

[If this angel is saved and allowed to be born in India, I shall feel the purpose of this story is met]
[Short Story on Female Foeticide – Angel, You Are Fired!!!]

                                                                                                         SOURCE BY-DIE HEXE

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