My tomorrow would be special!

Ek ladki hai deewani se

Apne janamdin pe woh chahkati thi

Hasti hasati sabko jeena sikhati

Us har pal mein khush raha karti thi

Par jaane anjaane kuch aisa hua ki…

19th may, 2007 she never expected that one single day would completely change her.  

The girl was calmly resting on her bed, when her mother joined to lie down beside her. The half asleep girl didn’t resist responding thinking her mother too wanting to have a nap, although the lady was here to talk about something, which meant a very important aspect of her life and even to her daughter.

“Dear I want to talk to you regarding a matter” her mother spoke hesitatingly.

The girl breathed heavily listening to her mother’s word. She felt she knew what was coming up next and turned to face her.

“Hmm…” she muttered in approval.

At-last the truth was revealed in front of her and the daughter went numb realising she was fool not to believe her weird dreams since childhood. Every time those incomplete visions haunted her mind she only sympathised herself saying it was one of her bad dreams. But that day she was left with no such choice.  She neither complained nor cried instead kept laid down near her mother motionless. Her ears continuously kept on hearing everything until her mother ended up to break into tears.

She knew couldn’t stay silent anymore for that every single tear was more painful than any hurtful truth. She couldn’t help but completely hugged her mother requesting her to calm down.

“Do you trust me?” Her mother questioned her weeping.

She wanted to know her daughter’s state of mind and she indeed got a small nod in approval. The lady knew it was tough to accept at that very moment yet she felt good the way her daughter tried to console her. She praised her little girl to react maturely though she never expected it. The girl was not so mature still knew to comfort by her soft words. However she didn’t know how to manage the turmoil, which was running within her. She so wished to cry all her pain out, holding her mother’s arms but she didn’t wanted to fall weak in front of anyone, not even her parents.

Standing in the balcony the girl was simply looking at the sky which was slowly turning up all cloudy. Surprisingly, it was supposed to be a very hot summer day though it didn’t seem to be.  She was known for her emotional and naive nature. Her father had always scolded her for shedding tears in a fraction of second whenever she was hurt. But that day had already mark a change in her as she was trying her best to hold the pain caused from those traumatising words, hiding them behind her chirpy and adorable smile from the world outside.

She walked down to the street accompanying her sister for some shopping.  Her mind was busy chit chatting although her heart wanted to weep inside. Yet she refused for she didn’t find the place & time to be correct.  Her dear God proved to be her best friend that day for giving her a moment to feel few tiny droplets on her cheeks. She stood silently in the middle of the road as those tears of clouds were drenching her. Every passerby asked to her stand under the shed but she was busy admiring the rain, which was crying on behalf of her.

The days passed & she moved on with time. She never let those words of her mother affect her life and always celebrated everyone’s happiness cheerfully. But deep inside she never liked to enjoy her own happiness. She still feared to accept that truth. She wished to fight with her destiny and completely erase it off.

Years later she couldn’t change anything but once again she learnt to celebrate every moment of her life not just for others but for her own self. The reason behind her pain doesn’t matter to her anymore as she knew she can forego it. She wanted to enjoy with her loved ones, who mean precious to her.

Today, that same girl is sharing this with a hope to celebrate her birthday tomorrow like the way she had loved doing in her childhood. Yes, another time I would be crazy enough to make this day not only special for me but for even the people who are related to me. 🙂

Regards,

Isha<3

 

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