Papa, Ma

Do you see me? Up there in the skies, or if you are down here, do you ever know what is going on with your child? The one you left when she needed the most.

Do you still want to comfort me when I cry miserably after failing yet another time or do you want to slap me for being unsuccessful?

Would you support me if you were there? Would you try to take me out of that darkness which consumes me at night like the monsters I dread?

Are they the same monsters who took you away from me? And they are now are spreading darkness in my life to break down? Do you meet them?

But I right now I am losing hope,I don't see anything other than taunts, darkness, failures, looks of people who judge me and it......hurts.

I feel like an helpless girl sobbing in an cell which confine her wings to spread free and fly away into the sky.

But do not worry for I, would not lie back and see the evil caging me , I would burn those who stop me - with the fierce fire I have burning in my heart.

I would not stop even if the monsters drag me into darkness and find a way out into light or create light from the darkness like hope from despair.

But Mummy

I have become fragile from lying on the cell's cold hard stone. Would you not feed me with your hands like you did whenever I was sick or I fell because of my clumsiness and got injured or I was too sleepy and you would force me to eat. Now, I crave to eat those delicious meals prepared by you.

And Papa ji

See my condition, how fragile I have become. Your sherni beti has weakened without the support of the tough hands that supported me everytime I failed to jump up to a new height. I need those hands caressing my hair, not the hard rocks who weaken me more and prohibit me from reaching my goal.

So mumma, papa.

Please come back. I want you. No, I need you.

Please.

Your daughter,

Saanvi.

I wrote as I felt tears sliding down my face and onto the desk. I did not know why but today or especially right now I was feeling emotional like hell and this letter was the result of the emotions. I did not know why but I feel like something will happen,which..would..I don't know what but something.

Which would concern me in present but I feel that this thing would affect my past and future.

After I wrote that letter which was containing a lot of emotions that I did not know that they existed in me. I got out of my house well..a house in rent means I did not have my own house. And this place, where I live is a kind of slum area.

If you come here you would see kids going around everywhere all the time as the kids would go to school for 5 hours max(ahh how I wish it would be true) and houses with dull wall colors, grease smeared on parts where people mostly slump on them. The area was also very conjusted and all the waste that was collected was dumped just outside the boundary which produced a very fouls smell. The houses built were not great or even good. All the first from the which managed to fly here would make a residence on the roofs of the people's homes. Their houses were so small that not more than one person could go in their rooms together in the hoses. The house I lived in was a little better then the others thanks to the owner of the house that they built it a lot comfier than houses that surround the house.

I went out to see the familiar kids playing around. I passed them and went a little far away from the place where everyone lived.

The place is located in the outskirts of the city Indore so the free area was not too far. Getting a little more further I noticed a little high edge and standing on top of it I watched the sun setting in the horizon looking mesmerizing.

This view made me regret that I did not come to this ground earlier. But now that I know it I would come here often and I know that even if I would not live here. And this ground was not even polluted by the waste of the city,it was clean as new like no one has ever discovered it yet.

And about the not living here part. Yes I would not live here. I have earned myself enough money to build a cozy house where I would not be forced to pay money to stay. But taking money to stay in some one's house is not wrong it is just that I did not have money to give the owners then.

My future home is not that far from here so I think that maybe I will be able to come here. I want the peace and silence this place gives. This gives a strange type of peace to my ming that it feels like this is what lacked to fill me up.

I did not know why but I had tears streaming down my face and I realised it when I felt something wet on my cheeks.

I immediately wiped them 'You are getting too emotional today, Saanu. What is the matter?' I asked myself.

With a sigh, I made a paper plane out of the letter I wrote to papa and ma and sent it flying towards the sky." This plane represents my condition, flying endlessly not knowing what is its goal, the destination it has to reach."

I looked around at the field where a small body of water flowed. It's water shined from the sunlight flickering on them making them look beautiful.

Like this whole field that place which was not too far from where I was standing, awakened another type of strange peace inside me but it was familiar as I had always been the nature-lover one. But being a CEO of a company, this hobby of mine was nearly abandoned as I had been too busy handling all the office work and planning strategies to improve my company's work.

But maybe that hard work payed off because I had been nominated for the 'Best strategic mind of the year'(I know that is not a thing). Honestly I did not know I came that far as I had been tensed handling my personal and professional life. Living in the outskirts of the city it was quite a task every day to go to the city and work like anything then come back all tired but even then working.(At home).

A smile made its way to my face after thinking about my success, but I knew that many achievements would come my way and I was grateful for my hard work which made me deserve it.

I came out from my thoughts after hearing my phone ring. I picked it up seeing it was the contractor of my new house.

"Hello?"

"Yes hello, how is the work going? Would I be able to live there in a month?" I enquired.

"Yes ma'am infact I think you will be able to live at the house in just two days. I just wanted to inform you this. Now you decide what you want to do." And hung up the call.

I informed my rented house's owners that I will leave the house two days later. And again called the contractor to inform him to clean the house the house for my arrival.

After an hour of feeling the long not-felt feeling, I moved towards my current house.

And my happy demeanor soon got replaced by a shocked one.

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Till here only now....

Ily always....

Mwahh

See you in next chp....

This is my first book so I may write something wrong. Please correct me if I do so.