"How did you just face them all?" Asked Rita from MTV.

"Have anyone in the gang helped you in this?" Gaurav from NDTV inquired holding his mike.

"How are you feeling now after saving hundreds of lives?" Demanded Priya from Star News.

I gulped hard absorbing every question before giving appropriate answers to each.

"It's just one-moment decision" I replied them with my nervous filled voice and I prayed hard that no one asks me anything further. But they took a lead from these three words too and started asking many twisted questions.

"May I call upon the stage, Miss.Kushi Kumari Gupta to receive the award" the voice helped me to get away from all the media people and I climbed the stairs to reach the stage. I hate these types of attention. When I feel every stare on me, my hand started quivering on its own.

After receiving the prestigious award on my hands, I hold the mike to share a few words with all for this bravery award.

"I am not at all a courageous girl, to save those kids from kidnappers. Even I am one among them. But I would like to thank my father because of whom I could make this possible" I ended my speech and I could see them media people already started their stories as to how great my father is. But how could I tell them that it is because of my father who is a misogynist? I couldn't save my mom who is dead because of his misogynistic actions every day and night.

Single moment bravery is all needed at that moment to fight those animals. I wanted badly to prove myself that women are no less to men in this society. I have always believed that men could do anything in this world and we women are their subordinates. That one second of my bravery proved me wrong and I regret that I couldn't save my mom from such life.

Holding the award, I entered the home and started doing my usual works of cleaning and all. I stepped inside the room which has always been a dangerous room for me. But today I feel so proud to enter the room. I saw my father lying down there watching tv, probably my news. Without paying any heed to it, I went there to clean him all as he can't do anything on his own for the last 10 years. When I wiped his face, I noticed tears in his eyes.

Maybe he realised. Being a misogynist, he achieved nothing in his life.

With no regrets, I wiped his tears and started washing his face with warm water. He didn't speak anything. Still, I could hear his apologies and regretful words behind his every breath.

I will reply to only one thing to him now. You deserve to be like this dad.

With that, a little sob escaped my lips and arms encircled me to console me.

"Tears won't suit to you Mrs.arnav" with that my lovely husband hugged me proudly.

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#i don't know whether I got the word correctly or not.

But I enjoyed a lot about writing this.

Thanks, The_Gloss_Club polymath_land Siya_the_writer for this amazing competition.