The Heavenly Devil

Lead-in

It’s always school life that leaves memories in our hearts. The most wonderful 14 years of our life.  Friendships gifted us all the good memories to smile and weep to recollect forever. School life is not always about studies. It's about love, bunking, friendship, sharing, caring, playing, arguing, and poking teachers, the list is infinite for sure. Today is the day, I’m graduating from my final year of school; grade 12. A year sealed with happiness, love, explorations, compassion, amusement, jealousy, conflicts, fears, criticisms, etc. Today while sitting here in this auditorium with all my friends my eyes is not able to resist my tears. Am I weeping because I got graduated or because my family for the beyond 2 years is going to turn out to be my friends from the very next moment I march out of this Auditorium? It’s unthinkable that I completed my 12th grade and I’m here for my graduation ceremony, it’s undoubtedly weird thinking of retiring from all the heavy bags and school uniforms behind. The New phase of responsibilities commences here. I needed to cry but my makeup is driving me to be spoiled and I’m going to look like a ghost in pictures, so I held up my tears from running down my eyes. While glancing around I could see a lot of people with varied feelings; some laughing, some crying, some chattering about others and excavating fulfilment. Arun, John, Zoya, Dilion, Mia, Seanna, Neth, Amandhi, Hania, Saif, Umar, Acelin, Mahad, Annie, Maisha, Simran, Alias, Victor, Burhan. These people gifted me with tons of memories to think back to. The covid 19 stole all our incredible school days but we designed each day to create memories. I’m often encircled by people but I’m always deserted. Don’t ask me why that is; I don’t know the reason. I choose myself an utmost of the time that can be a justification. While being with my friends too my mood unexpectedly shifts and I expect to be deserted. I realize I’m so odd; most of my schoolmates have kept super cute nicknames for me. I’m sure you all are going to love those names but later on after listening to my whole tale you propose which nickname is perfect for me. Some people call me ANGRY BIRD while some other calls me DRAMA QUEEN. Note the point including my love but he is the biggest DRAMA KING I have ever seen and of course, I often call him GANGSTER and there is a reason behind that title. Well before opening up to my tale, you guys need to know who I’m. I’m Gaadha Sreedhar from God's own country Kerala and I have a gang of 3 friends ARUN, JOH, and JOHN -they mean the world to me. They are not just best friends they are my family. I have always been a good friend says my pals but I believe I was the worst friend ever in the world. I’m always an alien in between my friends, A so-called dump! While my friends discuss films, Korean bands, games, trends, books, satellites and findings, I wondered who is more innocent TOM  or JERRY! Are they best friends? Why does Superman wear his underwear above his pants? How did Chotta bheem get his power from ladoos? How do identify Dolu and Bolu? Why are they roaming with kaliya all the time? All these were my research subject and sadly till now, I couldn’t conclude there! I’m a terrific creator. I create stories, dramas, paintings, etc but the fact no one has ever admired that very much, especially my mom. Okay, I understand why is she not that appreciative about my stuff it's a pure mom thing not to thrive ego in her daughter but she could at least say it’s a decent one. Life is always dramatic for me maybe I’m creating it more dramatic. ‘WHY THE HELL DID YOU BORN? SINCE THE DAY I SAW YOU OUR LIFE HAVE BEEN HELL’ says my mom and me hearing it since I got my senses. All moms say these but they must think about we youngsters who hear this. Let me tell you a secret; after hearing, that mom says these, I have tried to commit suicide more than 2 times. I recall that suicide leaded event which took place back when I was 11. 6 pm on a summer break day, I was doing some stuff there and watching TV, unexpectedly mom appeared in and began her scolding session, at last, she reminded me that I’m bad luck in their lives. My brain wasn’t that good nor  I was done with my life. I didn’t want to live anymore in this hell world. I chose to end it. The moment my mom left for a shower I picked up the medication container and took about 20 pills of panadol to not let anyone learn that I took out the trash and threw the packet. Later the day for the last time I believed I’m hugging my mom because My body comes off to decline, My mind stood blank I could feel the death awaiting me. My vision began blurring. I didn’t know whether I will be able to make up for another moment in my life. Tears started streaming down my cheeks as my mom and sister closed the apartment doors behind me. I almost made myself to my bedroom but I collapsed blood dripping out of my mouth. When I opened my eyes I was resting in my room with a drip flowing down to my body and a few worried expressions of My Brother Vichu, Sister Kriti and Bestie Liam. Besides, stands my all-time favourite Doctor Sam Abilash. I was saved, The Supreme won’t let you expire unless you are through what he has conspired. These days I hoped I would have died that day and never been here with these people who have been breaking me for a long time since. An 18-year-old girl has gone through enough but the Supreme doesn’t appear satisfied with the games played by me. HIS GAMES CONTINUES!!