Before I stepped into my teenage, something happened. It was not just usual. And not the one event I can forget ever. The event took a lot of thing away from me. The loss which I can never recover. The loss which made me weaker and then stronger at the same time.
I still remember that day as clear as it happened yesterday. And few drops of emotions still drops down from my eyes every time I recall it. That was the day we were shifting. As my dad had a transferable job. We were actually happy that day. I was more happy as we were moving to the capital city. Delhi. But on the way to Delhi from Jaipur, we got an accident. The accident of my life time. It took my mother away from me. And it took everything away from me.
I cried. I shouted. I shouted at god. I asked him to take my toys away from me and give my mother back. I offered him everything I had. I begged for the first and last time to him. But as usual, he didn't care. As he was blind and deaf too, to hear my cries and my shouts and sobs. And, I stopped believing god right there. I hated God. I still do. I hate you God. Can you hear me ? Or, you are still deaf ?
I had to move on with dad. He was everything I was left with. He did everything for me. He cleaned my dress and made breakfast for me and helped me with my homework and everything. He was not only my Dad. He was my mother too. And he was my best friend also.
Despite all the tragedies, I kept growing. I stepped into my 15th year. Totally forgetting about the revenge I had to take from my senior. And I didn't even wanted to now. I had only one aim now, to turn my father's dream into reality. To make him smile. I was too busy with my books. I never could make any friend in the process. And didn't have any plan to make any in near future.
But sometimes it doesn't go your way. Sometimes, the key holder of world used to have a different plan for everyone. And he treated me no different this time too. He make plans and we follow it exactly, without even knowing it. And I too started following his instructions like everyone else.
The school organized the two day picnic and every one had to participate. I didn't have any choice otherwise I could have backed off. But as I said, it was all god's plan and no one can ever disturb his plans. This picnic was going to change my life again. The change which I never wanted to occur.
( Next part of the story will get posted on the blog soon. In the mean time, do share your views. Thanks)
I still remember that day as clear as it happened yesterday. And few drops of emotions still drops down from my eyes every time I recall it. That was the day we were shifting. As my dad had a transferable job. We were actually happy that day. I was more happy as we were moving to the capital city. Delhi. But on the way to Delhi from Jaipur, we got an accident. The accident of my life time. It took my mother away from me. And it took everything away from me.
I cried. I shouted. I shouted at god. I asked him to take my toys away from me and give my mother back. I offered him everything I had. I begged for the first and last time to him. But as usual, he didn't care. As he was blind and deaf too, to hear my cries and my shouts and sobs. And, I stopped believing god right there. I hated God. I still do. I hate you God. Can you hear me ? Or, you are still deaf ?
I had to move on with dad. He was everything I was left with. He did everything for me. He cleaned my dress and made breakfast for me and helped me with my homework and everything. He was not only my Dad. He was my mother too. And he was my best friend also.
Despite all the tragedies, I kept growing. I stepped into my 15th year. Totally forgetting about the revenge I had to take from my senior. And I didn't even wanted to now. I had only one aim now, to turn my father's dream into reality. To make him smile. I was too busy with my books. I never could make any friend in the process. And didn't have any plan to make any in near future.
But sometimes it doesn't go your way. Sometimes, the key holder of world used to have a different plan for everyone. And he treated me no different this time too. He make plans and we follow it exactly, without even knowing it. And I too started following his instructions like everyone else.
The school organized the two day picnic and every one had to participate. I didn't have any choice otherwise I could have backed off. But as I said, it was all god's plan and no one can ever disturb his plans. This picnic was going to change my life again. The change which I never wanted to occur.
( Next part of the story will get posted on the blog soon. In the mean time, do share your views. Thanks)
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