I don't believe in divine powers

It woke me : a song (1)

            "Do you hear? The song that I sing , would you come to me! Let me take you where ...."
I woke up ,looking tensed .For quite a moment ,I couldn't understand what it was . I couldn't see what was in front of me ,my vision was blurred . I thought it was a dream but the voice was real ,it felt as though I heard it before .I knew the song  it sang but I couldn't  get through. I lay awoke on my bed ,the voice echoed in my ears all night long . It was hard to get back to sleep.
            The sun now shone brighter in the sky ,moonlight faded away. The voice still echoed and echoed in my ears . At half-past six I went downstairs ,Mom was busy making breakfast .Dad and Ryan(my elder brother)were talking about Ryan's last music performance at school. I sometimes get jealous of Ryan as he could sing so well. And then I began to think why God wanted me to live without a voice.
" C'mon , una breakfast is ready .Ryan help me place these plates ."
"Good morning,Una"said Dad.
I nodded.
             "Una ,would you like some tea?"Ryan asked while placing the plates on the table." I shook my head .Dad ,dropped me and Ryan at school and went off for work.
              Coming to school was not at all a happy thing for me . Just because I couldn't communicate with anyone ,people  thought it to be too annoying to talk to a person who  only nodded their head .They called me a mute speaker and even called me a Freaked out bad luck  .They always laughed at me. I was alone with no friends ,but only hoped if  people could  treat me as a human being with feelings other than bullying me at each and every occasion.
               I sat alone on a bench placed at the last in the room. Then ,the voice I heard the last night again echoed in my ears .I could only remember it's Melody . I tried so hard to recount the words but nothing came up. The whole day passed ,time went on ticking and soon it was the end of the  day . But,the song really didn't leave my mind . The summer break started .And that  really made me  happy ,I didn't have to go through the same harsh words at least for a month .

               The evening swept .The moon and the stars shone bright in the night sky .I was in my bed looking out through the room window at the breathtaking view. I took my diary and began writing, that was the only thing which listened to my every emotion , there I could address myself as 'I', I could express everything I want for as long as I can.
  "Una,dinner is ready. "
"Aysel,did you visit Mrs.Watson's today?"
"Oh,yes..Danae was plucking out all the dead plants from the garden"
            Mrs. Danae Watson was our neighbour and also my mums good friend .
"Was she really plucking all those plants all by herself ,coz it's kinda tough for old ladies like y'all to do that!!"-joked Ryan.
Mom glanced at Ryan .Me and Dad giggled .
             I went upstairs when Ryan asked me to come with him. He slowly pulled out a book from his shelf which stated -"The long lost song".
Before I could even react .He said,"I guess ,some songs cannot be heard ,they can only be sensed by powers."
His words really got me thinking .What could he even mean .If songs cannot be heard how could they be sensed , and those too by powers!

                                                                                         To be continued...