His Forbidden Love

7. Destiny ⛧

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(﹡ˆ Keshvi ˆ﹡)

Life is unexpected is not it. And in our lives destiny plays a big role. It was just a few days ago, i was so happy and relaxed cause finally my 10th board exams were finished. Also the another reason of my jovial mood was my birthday, I was so delighted that my birthday is going to come. Excited that I will celebrate my birthday with my family and school friends. But my all excitement evaporates into the thin air when I heard papa telling maa that he had been transferred. And I become so sad coz again I have to leave my school and friends behind. The last time he had been transferred to Delhi I was 11, I remember I cried the whole day cause again I don't want to leave everything behind but papa trick me with his emotional blackmailing saying this going to be last but here again he got transferred. I was just so angry that I even argued with my father. 

"Princess, listen to me--"

"No you lied !!"

"No Beta, you know papa is a government service man, I don't have any control on this."

"But it's was my birthday papa, I want to celebrate with my friends but now again I have to leave them and celebrate alone." I said with tears pooled in my eyes.

"Keshu, listen to me baccha."

"No I won't listen to you and I will not talk to you too, I hate you, hate you, hate you."

"Princess..."

He tried to convinced me but I just stomped off to my room not wanting to talk to him.

But who knows that it would be the last time I talked to my father. It was my first time ever that I act like a brat. And now I regret talking to him like that I wish I could talk to him again and said sorry for my rude behavior. But it's too late now. Thinking this again tears formed in my eyes which I tried blinked away.

( author :- i know sometimes our parents' views do not agree with ours, but it does not mean that they will think badly about us. Do not take their words for granted, rather think that maybe our welfare lies hidden in it. And never turn away from them, God will never be happy if you turn away from your parents only in anger or sadness, because they have never turned their back on us, no matter how many mistakes we make.)

After that tragic accident I lost my consciousness but I do remember that I was in my father protected arm, who has saved me from all evils till date. When I opened my eyes I got scared seeing me on hospital bed, I started screaming mumma papa name hoping to see them but they didn't come instead a doctor and some nurses. When maasi came she told me the thing which I never wanted to heard in my life. I started crying holding maasi where she tried to calm me down and don't know when I slept again. When I opened my eyes I got to see my parents as we were going to their funeral. Looking at them made me feel like they are just sleeping, coz they looked so peaceful that I want to sleep like them so I can escaped from the harsh reality of my life but don't know why I am still alive. My eyes were numb when I saw my parents dead body burning. Only one thing repeating in my mind that " I lost them, they are no more". I didn't shed a single tears while their last rites were performing, it's like my eyes gets dried while they were fixed on their funeral pyre.