He had everything a very loving family, a well-established job. but behind his calm and composed demeanor he was scared, lonely 14-year-old kid who was still stuck in the most frightful morning of his life happened 20 years ago.
She was a college go...
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Shrija, wake up, a 20-year girl woke up with her mother's loud shriek but she whined and hide herself under the quilt not wanting to wake up so soon. Shrija, wake up, it's already 6, she sat up with a jerk. She threw the quilt away but heard her little sister Neerja's whine as the quilt was moved a little from her a little sister too.
Sorry, sorry, she covered her siblings with quilt before climbing down the bed. She detached her phone form charging cable which she put on the charging at night but forgot about it. She frowned seeing the time, it's only 5. Maa, why do you always do that, she screeched but her mother didn't reply.
Neeru, Munna, wake up, it always amazed her how her little siblings do most of the things in the same manner whether it is their sleeping pattern or their way of pushing of their head to the pillow while turning their head on my shouting, side effect of being twins. She pulled the quilt away and they whined.
Di, ask Neerja to go first, she took longer time than me, Neeraj aka Munna, her little brother said in his morning heavy voice while pushing his head towards other side and got the hit on head by pillow by Neeraja while earning a shriek from her, Neeraj. Well, there it starts again, her little siblings can fight even just after waking up.
Ma, I am getting late, Shrija asked loud enough for her mother to hear in the kitchen and moved to balcony to hang the wet towel. Till she came back her mother already placed her breakfast and a cup of milk in the dining table while her parents were sipping their morning tea.
Why don't you start tuition classes again rather than rushing out in this early morning?, her father asked. She had been giving tuition classes since she was 13 and but covid happened and due to lockdown, she had to find another job for earning. Now she is working as a cook in an Orphanage 'HOME', a shelter for especially abled orphan, abandoned children.
Baba most of the children have already joined online classes, she said. Her father nodded with same familiar helpless look. Baba, I really enjoy being there, she said before stuffing her mouth with her favorite Gobhiparantha. Her father just smiled slightly in response. She had already told this sentence several times to her father since the things started normal after the pandemic but he asked again as the new month started, he was just worried as his daughter has no time to rest. She always keeps running here and there. She leaves the home in morning at 6 and returns passed 8 in evening. She seems already thin to his eyes although she isn't feeling any week. Initially she definitely had found it difficult but it's now over a year and she became habitual of her daily schedule.
Although her father did overtime each day but still her father's income alone isn't enough for the expenses of household, 3 children's education, and the medical expenses of his below waist paralyzed son. Her mother can't do any outdoor job because she needed to take care of her children's needs and mostly because of her son's state. She does some works like stitching work from home which she got from a tailor of their street though. It's an unsaid understanding in her parents and her that they wouldn't let her younger siblings to lose their childhood to earn. So, the three of them work hard to fulfill the needs of the house.
