Growing up without parents isn’t easy. Ever
since we shifted to Rishikesh to our granny’s house after our parents’ demise,
life has changed. Though everybody else was always around, we – me and my sis -
always missed them. As we grew up, Granny took hold of our lives and when it
was time for me to get married; I gave her the power of attorney to my life. My
sis was totally against the idea. She asked me then and there, “What about Dr
Manan?”
“What about him?” I said walking away,
trying to calm my heart that had started beating faster.
She
followed me out and held me by hands.
“Do not
avoid the question,” she said.
“If I had
to decide, he may have been the one. But there’s no question on who’s to decide
that. So dump that question and look ahead.” I said bringing a fake smile to my
face.
Though I
shut her up, I couldn’t shut up my mind that kept asking if I was doing the
right thing… I had no answer. I wondered what I saw in
him that still stirs something in me.
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