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9. So much of ....

9. So much of nervousness and hugs. And.... My unstated fear.

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I take a little longer in the shower than usual. I scrubbed myself for a long, used my favorite lavender shampoo and body gel too. I toweled myself for longer and I took turns to look at the mirror for each piece of cloth I put.

All in all, I took too much time purposely.

What happened is that Mumma and I decided to convince Dad quietly and sensibly.
We thought that it would be better if Mumma explains everything in a manipulative manner as she does whenever she wants something done.
And then, when Dad would have his saying, she'll call me out, and it's been quite long. Like 30-45 minutes.
What is it that they're discussing that it takes this much time?

I creak open the door of my room slightly and peak through the small gap I've opened. From the angle I am standing I can only see my mother's back and her lips moving. It means she is talking or convincing him maybe.

After a few seconds, I feel a slight tug on my feet but I ignore it since I want to focus on my mother's lips so that I can read them. But I feel it again. This time I look down to see...
A RAT!

A FREAKING RAT!
He is staring at me with his sinister or innocent eyes. I don't know. I'm not an expert in reading animals' expressions. But it is standing on its two small legs and his hands on my feet.
I jump in horror and shriek hard to get it away. "AAA.AAAAAHHHH"

And I run away to hide under my blanket. And then I hear my mother's voice coming inside the room. I want to warn her about the rat near the door, but no voice comes out. It's just stuck in my throat. And I am still hiding under the blanket.

"What happened? Where are you? Radha?" Mumma shouts. I don't know where she is standing though. I slide the blanket a bit to just reach down my eyes and I look around to spot that brat. The Sinister rat. What did I do? I was just watching my parents from my room. Is it a sin? Why did that rat come? Scared me like this?

Well, if I say, I'm a strong girl. But... You know... It's something different with the rats. They look so... So... Dangerous? No. Not dangerous. Nothing is dangerous to me. I just can't get the word. But they're nasty.

Then, I glance at my mother standing at the door, wide-eyed looking at my figure wrapped in the blanket. I point at her only to earn a confused nod of the head. I facepalm myself and shout, "There is a rat at the doorstep."
And I duck in the blanket again.
After a few seconds of silence, I peak out again to find my mother and father looking at me and suddenly burst into laughter.
I look at them confusion maybe now mixed with anger cause I know they're laughing at my fear.
But I don't fear anything. It was the rat's fault otherwise I like how they are and how they're petted by some people and how they're so cute until they scare you out of your daylights.

Wait. I'm getting distracted. But yeah, the conclusion is, I don't fear anything.

I slip out of the blanket protection shield and face both of them now holding the wall to not fall because of too much laughing.

"What's so funny?" I ask lifting my one eyebrow to know what's really going on in their minds.

"Yo-You are... Are... Really afraid of a rat?" They say stifling their laughs that bolis my blood instantly.

"I'm not scared. I was just getting out of the room after shower and the sudden touch of the rat startled me. It was the suddenness." I state folding my hands like it was the most obvious fact.

"Oh-yes, it was the suddenness." Mom says and they both look at each other to burst into laughing again.

"I hate you both." I mumble against my gritted teeth hoping that they didn't hear it because I didn't mean it.

" Ok, now, come on we have to talk together." Mom says stepping out of the room with Dad.

I speed walk towards their disappearing figures and close the door behind me.

.....

"So?" I ask biting my lips in hopes of Dad agreeing with my selection. I kept on tapping on the table with my fingers and I notice their gazes on the sound producing source.

"So,.... We .... Um..." Mom hesitates and panic instantly washes all my thoughts and hopes.
She isn't gonna agree and I won't let them make me content in this. I won't let them tell me that it's okay to not go but it's great to have the selection in my records. And all. No. Never.

"We decided that..." Dad says but his voice fades out as I shout, "NO.!!! Please don't do this. I want to go. I want to make dance my career. It's my only passion. I beg you both-"

"Listen to him first!" Mom cuts me off.

I shut my mouth only to recieve a glare from my Mom and to watch my Dad with a calm expression.

"We decided to give it a try. We think that if you qualify in these auditions, it'll be a better future for you. And we don't want to keep you always hiding in just because you're a girl and there are risks. But you should know that it's quite difficult for me to send my small girl to another unknown country. So, I need some time to take it in and arrange everything. But, I think we should give it a chance."

Tears flow down my cheeks as my Dad finishes his last sentence and without thinking for another moment, I ran to hug him tight.

"I love you Dad. Thank you so much."

" I love you too princess. I'm so proud of you for making it in this small age."
He says hugging me back and rubbing my back to ease the stream of my tears and sobs.

"He's always a big softie for his daughter." My mom says sniffing. I think she cried too after this cute hug. But I don't see it instead I keep hugging my Dad who's like my knight in the shining armour now.

.......

Another day. Another beautiful morning. Another day of school. Another beautiful day of my existence.

"Radha, you up? Come here! Sleepyhead.!"

And another daily dose of shout from my Mom. (Aka mumma)

I jump out of the bed without protest because they've been the best parents and understood me with my dreams when I didn't expect them to. Yesterday, it's been the best night of my life. My parents agreed with my dream. They agreed on sending me, trusting me enough to make it on my own. And most of all, they didn't do it in any kind of pressure but from their own free will.

I have always thought that it would be impossible for me to make a career in dancing or rapping or writing like I want to. Because in India, parents are quite reluctant to send their child in these fields due to job and income insecurity. It is true though. They want a secures future for thier child.

It happens and I never expected my parents to be the cool ones and take it all in. I was so excited the whole night yesterday and I searched up some information about Korea, the culture, people, food, clothes, etc.
Although I'm learning their language, but I never thought of going there, so I never searched up anything about the place itself.
I'm quite worried too because I'm a Vegetarian and the food there mostly consists of pork and meat.
So, I don't know what I'm going to do. But let's see.

"Are you dead or what?" My mom shouts her regular dialogue. And I speed up to the kitchen to let her know I'm alive.

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How will Radha survive there without the veg food? But most of all, will she be able to qualify the offline auditions? Let's see what happens.

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