Someone was shouting. I heard it. I guess it was Dad. The sound was too near me. Though, I was still sleepy and needed at least four hour of sleep, I opened up my eyes. Yes, it was my dad and he was saying something. He was too angry. Why? I was still not aware of the reason.
"What happened Dad? When did you came back?" I asked casually in half sleepy voice. And then what happened opened my eyes fully, like was never asleep, like I was not aware of the word sleep. One mind boggling slap on my right cheek. And I really could see the stars inside the room itself. And then I saw the whisky bottle in Dad's left hand. I didn't need to ask for the reason of slap. Thank god, it was limited to only one thought. But, the expression on my face soon changed as the second, much harder slap crashed my beautiful face. And then again. One after another. Dad was hitting me continuously. Few hours ago, I was feeling to fly but right now, I needed to really fly off the place. But, unluckily I didn't had any super power. I prayed him to stop. I begged. I was helpless. I cursed the moment when I got the whisky home this evening. I cursed the moment when I couldn't wait to taste a new variety.
Finally my prayer was heard somewhere. Dad stopped and went straightaway into his room without saying a word to me. I sat on the bed again. My body was hurting. I was not able to feel few of my body parts, including both the cheeks. I just kept crying. And cries changed into sobs slowly. And soon I was unconscious. I don't know the exact reason of my unconsciousness. May be it was because of the pain and it may be because I was scared more. I was scared if many things.
I woke up again. Yes, I was still alive after beaten up like anything. Night had passed and the sun was back after taking his 11 hours nap. I felt a little pain in my body and it reminded me the incident before I went unconscious. And then I promised that I won't touch any kind of drink now onwards. And If someday I do it, I will make sure that dad never know it. I closed my eyes again. And then, I felt a hand on my forehead. Full of love and affection. I opened up my eyes again and I saw dad standing there just beside my bed. I observed his face for a while. He was too sad. And I was the reason of all his problems.
"Sorry Dad. I promise I will never let you down again." I said softly and I meant it this time. I was feeling like to hug him and say a sorry hundred times. I wished, this was not true. But, All your wishes don't come true.
"It's okay. Make sure it was the last time. Now get up, you have a train to catch." he said and went out of the room. A train to catch, where was I going. And why? I just promised that I won't do it again. But still he was sending me somewhere. This was not done yar.
"Where...? And why....? I promised...." But he seemed not to care. I walked to him. Asked him again and again. But he was not in a mood to answer. Within hours, I was on the railway station waiting for an anonymous train.
( Next part, next day)
"What happened Dad? When did you came back?" I asked casually in half sleepy voice. And then what happened opened my eyes fully, like was never asleep, like I was not aware of the word sleep. One mind boggling slap on my right cheek. And I really could see the stars inside the room itself. And then I saw the whisky bottle in Dad's left hand. I didn't need to ask for the reason of slap. Thank god, it was limited to only one thought. But, the expression on my face soon changed as the second, much harder slap crashed my beautiful face. And then again. One after another. Dad was hitting me continuously. Few hours ago, I was feeling to fly but right now, I needed to really fly off the place. But, unluckily I didn't had any super power. I prayed him to stop. I begged. I was helpless. I cursed the moment when I got the whisky home this evening. I cursed the moment when I couldn't wait to taste a new variety.
Finally my prayer was heard somewhere. Dad stopped and went straightaway into his room without saying a word to me. I sat on the bed again. My body was hurting. I was not able to feel few of my body parts, including both the cheeks. I just kept crying. And cries changed into sobs slowly. And soon I was unconscious. I don't know the exact reason of my unconsciousness. May be it was because of the pain and it may be because I was scared more. I was scared if many things.
I woke up again. Yes, I was still alive after beaten up like anything. Night had passed and the sun was back after taking his 11 hours nap. I felt a little pain in my body and it reminded me the incident before I went unconscious. And then I promised that I won't touch any kind of drink now onwards. And If someday I do it, I will make sure that dad never know it. I closed my eyes again. And then, I felt a hand on my forehead. Full of love and affection. I opened up my eyes again and I saw dad standing there just beside my bed. I observed his face for a while. He was too sad. And I was the reason of all his problems.
"Sorry Dad. I promise I will never let you down again." I said softly and I meant it this time. I was feeling like to hug him and say a sorry hundred times. I wished, this was not true. But, All your wishes don't come true.
"It's okay. Make sure it was the last time. Now get up, you have a train to catch." he said and went out of the room. A train to catch, where was I going. And why? I just promised that I won't do it again. But still he was sending me somewhere. This was not done yar.
"Where...? And why....? I promised...." But he seemed not to care. I walked to him. Asked him again and again. But he was not in a mood to answer. Within hours, I was on the railway station waiting for an anonymous train.
( Next part, next day)
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