I always had an affection for the love that my parents had. I was afraid that I would never be able to find something like that, something that was so pure that even the colour white seemed dull in its presence. I did not have any siblings, and the cousins that I had were younger than I was, therefore I always felt alone and had no one I could talk to. Being the only girl child, I was always surrounded by people who kept an eye on me. Even though they thought they were protecting me, it started to feel like I was a valuable object that they did not want to lose. I saw my parents and my uncle and aunt and how well they were. They were never in haste, but quite the contrary, they seemed to have all the time in the world they were perfect in every way. And now it was me, who had to be my best self and make everyone happy because one wrong step and I would ruin everything. I wish I was neglected sometimes, but I was not, even when I slept, it always felt like someone was watching over me.
I was homeschooled and never made a friend. I was sure I would not know a soul if I stepped out of the entrance. As I completed my higher studies, I moved to Munich, Germany, with my grandfather. It was exciting and nerve-wracking all at once. I would be on my own once I get there. And I never knew how to be on my own.
It was ironic in itself. One day, I was asking for my freedom, but once I had it, I was too afraid to even touch a thing, without taking permission.
It was when I started to write and it was when I took the liberty I had and it was when I felt in control.
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My Dearest Nik
RomanceRaya Amin moved to Munich, Germany with her grandfather as the city's condition improved after the second world war. She walks into a Secret Society where she meets Nik Brandt. She never accepted the fact the people can fall in love at first sight...
