Kya Yhi Pyaar Hai?

SHE IS BACK?

CHAPTER-1
SWASTIK'S  POV
SHE IS BACK?

Family.
A word. 6 letters. And lots of emotions. That's what it is. There are people whose life depends on them. Man and woman working hard to build a home together out of their bricked house which they fill with sentiments. People says money can't buy happiness.
Oh how wrong they are.

It's the money for which people can live or kill for. Our so-called families, who raises us, have exceptional expectations from a child even before they know how to speak. Startimg a whole scam of forming an ideal person according to the standards of society at a really early stage.

As the child grows up they starts putting up their dreams, aspirations and expectations on the them. Few may argue that no parents are selfish whatever they want is for the future of child. But my opinions are totally contradictory. Those who thinks parents are selfless humans are so wrong. It's all the power of early stage gaslighting.

Everything is like a never ending web. It begins with birth. Maximum parents wants boys to be their first child because they are the one who will supposedly take care of them during their elder age.

Then comes the teenage phase, where they want their child to top every exams, while being least interested in what the child actually wants. After that comes college.

They have already made mindmap for that too. You are expected to be the ideal child and choose something from the old famous professions which are meant to be your live long path.

Right after the college even before you are settled with job they would want you to get married. Which marks the last phase of web that stretches the web till death, that also doesn't marks its end because it's the beginning of new web.

I sighed and closed my diary.
Today is one of those days when my gut feeling says something big is gonna happen. I can't distinguish if it's a good or bad one.

"And you know what he? He peed I'm the pool" keshav said as he tapped on the table, throwing his head back, laughing.
"You are listening right" he said nudging me. I nodded my head absentmindly doodling on a sheet. Though I have not heard half of whatever he said but he doesn't needs to know.

Once I realized that he is again back to his goosips session with others. I again zoned out of the conversation my friends are having.

My mind wander back to family. At the name of family I have just one person who is my so called family.
My mom.
We have not been on a good term since my 10th standard. Mom has always been presuring me to just keep studying even though I am the topper of my class.

I always pushed my limits, kept on studying until I was sick, didn't made many friends , didn't went to parties. While other used have fun with their friends circle I use to sit in class and study. I wanted to become a singer, loved playing piano but she took that away too saying it's distracting me.

I did everything in my power so that atleast once she appreciate me but that never happened. Then too I never said anything because I always felt the need to make her proud. She would have given up on me but she didn't which makes me indebted to her.

She always made sure that I don't lack anything. Mom has been through alot in order to get us where we are today. And I fear to ever disappoint her.
She has always been and will always be a wonderwoman in my eyes.

I side glanced when I felt a tap on my shoulder. keshav was looking at me with his eyebrow raised giving me 'what's- up' look.
Shaking my head in response I looked down at the podium in front mindlessly.

Soon Professor Shukla walks into the class followed by a girl trailing behind gracefully. Must be a transfer student. Shaking me head I open my laptop not having a bit of interest in useless class introduction.