Madhumitha's residence
The moment I stepped outside and opened the door, the sun's warmth greeted me, and the soft sound of leaves rustling in the breeze brought a sense of calm.
Even though I have a home I love, I enjoy being outside. It feels like my real home is out here, beyond the walls of my house.
"Good morning, God! I'm sending you a big hug and lots of love. I'm off on my way now. Please, watch over me!"
I cheerfully exclaimed, tilting my head back and beaming at the sky, just like Jim did in the Truman Show movie.
Ever since I was old enough to understand the world, I started this little tradition of wishing God a "Good morning" and sharing some kind words with him. It's my own special way of expressing gratitude for all the wonderful things he has blessed me with and will continue to bless me with.
Some may find it silly, but I truly believe it brings me good luck and positive energy! Either way, I always say 'Good afternoon,' 'Good evening,' and 'Good night' to Him, too with some kind words.
"Seriously, Madhu! You're 24 years old and still talking to God like he's your next-door neighbour. Someone might think you've got a squirrel loose in your head if they saw you talking like that,"
There he is, my cousin Ruban, barging in with one of his Garbage jokes with my little cousin Nidhiya.
"Hey, hi Nidhi!" I exclaimed cheerfully, waving at my little cousin.
"Hi, Madhu Akka! I'm super excited to go out with you," Nidhiya replied, sweetly waving back.
"Me too!" I responded.
"Sorry, Ruban! This is a girls-only outing. It's just me and Nidhiya going out. You can go back to your house and watch TV," I teased, sticking my tongue out in jest.
Geez...he looked so annoyed, like a grumpy little bear.
I could tell he was mumbling something under his breath. I guess my teasing got to him!
"Even if it's a girls' outing, I'll come because what if you spread your 'talking to God' disease to Nidhi? I have to protect her from you," Goutham said, mocking me.
"Don't say like that, Ruban. God is just Akka's (elder sister) best friend. There's nothing problem in that," Nidhiya innocently chimed in, sharing her observation with Ruban.
Awwww......So, sweet Nidhi.
"See, she's only 8 years old, but she knows how to enlighten my morning. Maybe you should take some tips from your little sister on how to talk all grown-up," I said. In response, he poked my leg.
"Hey!" I yelled, poking his leg back
"Nidhi, run!" With Nidhi perched on my shoulders, we pocked each other legs as we skipped down the street ahead.
"I quit my job," I divulged when Ruban started talking about his startup plans.
"Wooo...What did your father say?" Ruban asked, surprised.
"No, I didn't tell him yet. I was scared. What if he gets upset with me for giving up?" I said, gently setting Nidhiya down from my shoulder and holding her hand.
"But deep down, I know I have to end some things and move on to bigger and better things. Change may be challenging, but staying in a place where I don't belong is even harder."
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The Breaths We Take (ON HOLD)
RomanceMeet Madhumitha. A 24 year old woman who had a pretty sweet childhood filled with fond memories with her soulmate, whom she first fell in love with when they were kids. Sadly, their love story ended ten years ago, breaking Madhu's heart and leaving...
