" Ok ! Ok! I am going down. You just calm down." I said to the impatient person who was already on the top level of his anger.
" Yeah .... I will calm down . I just only have to wait till tomorrow then you will be in my care and I will take good care of you rather than that Vixen Bitch, who forgot about your food." Argh! I literally can't understand him .... Why is he angry about my food? I am no one to him then Why does he want to take care of me ? He is really confusing me now. I got out of my trance when someone called for me and it was Akiva.
" Nessa, I am really sorry because of me you had to wait for your food. Actually I got some urgent work and then I forgot about buying grocery . I am really sorry again . "
" Yeah! She should be sorry . She could've ordered something for you but this bitch doesn't have any sense ." Chuckle.... He is really sassy.
" No! No! Don't apologise. Atleast I should have helped you in buying groceries but I didn't care to check the fridge. So I should be the one to be sorry." I said while feeling guilty. Atleast I should have helped her in buying groceries.
" Why are you sorry? She should be the one to be sorry." Have you not gone now ?
" No.... Why? Do you want me to go now ?" Yes , go now.
"No, I will not " Argh! This man is really crazy.
" Nessa, What are you thinking about? Come and have some dinner." Akiva said while shaking me.
Now I am sitting infront of Akiva and having my dinner peacefully. Peacefully , this word doesn't exist in my life and as you can think about my peaceful dinner was interrupted by a crazy man .
" You have a habit of eating Indian food. Can't she make Indian food for you ? " He said angrily but I was shocked 'How does he know I like Indian food'.
For those who are curious to know 'Why do I like Indian food?' . It's because my mother was an Indian woman and my father was a French man. My mother met my father when he came for a tour to India and he fell in love with my mother and they got married and then they moved to New York.
So in conclusion, my mother used to cook for us everytime and my dad and I really liked her cooking. I can't let go of this habit of mine . When my parents died I started cooking Indian food but it never tasted the same as my mother. Bharatiya Khana ( Indian food) which my mother used today everytime is the only precious memory which I cherish more day by day. Eating Indian food makes me relive that moment again.
" Don't be sad, Nessa. I know loved them very much but destiny took them away from you . You can't change that fact but atleast you can try to be happy while thinking of their memories." He said in a soft yet consoling tone.
" Yes, I am trying but how do you know about them?" Silence was the only answer which got from the other side.
" Nessa, eat your food before it gets cold." Akiva said to me but I don't think I will be able to eat something while having this feeling in my heart.
" Sorry Akiva but I am not hungry, I will go to my bed now." I said while getting up from my seat.
" What happened, Nessa. You should eat something."
" Sorry Akiva.... But I don't feel like eating."
Being sad along the way to my room. I have a itchy and painful feeling in my chest. I want to cry but I can't cry, I don't want to cry but this overwhelming feeling is tearing my eyes.
When I step into my room. My hands automatically closed the doors and tears started flowing from my eyes. That painful feeling started to swell more in my chest and my legs gave out.
Why! Sometimes I think if my parents were alive se would have lived a peaceful life together. Why God have to talk them away so early? I wanted to spend more time with them. They were the only one whom I loved very dearly.
Was I not a good person in God' eyes so he took them way to punish me. I never hurted anyone's feeling so Why? Why God did this to me ?
I also want my parents. I want them to scold me for studies. I want them to worry about me. I want them to call me and ask where am I ? I want them to tell me What is right and What is not right. I want to have funny chats with them. I want them to wish me on my birthday and give me a surprise party.
Why did they have to leave me so early? Was I not a good daughter to them so they thought it was good to leave me.
Why! Why! Why!
No voice was coming out of my mouth and tears were falling like a stream from my eyes. I looked at my shaking hands and clenched them in a fist in an attempt to control my emotions from overflowing but I failed miserably. This immense pain which I am feeling didn't got away from me.
Perhaps , problems likes me therefore it can't get away from me. Atleast there is someone who likes me dearly ( she is referring to her problems) .
My throat was aching because of crying and I slumped on the cold floor to suppress my feelings. My teary eyes started to feel heavy and I don't know when I slept on the floor.
To be continued.............
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