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"𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔." It's been 23 years listening to the same old dialogue My father, Aditya Roy Chowdary repeats. It's my 24th birthday and I wanted to celebrate it with my father.
Don't I deserve to have a little time to spend with my father? At Least on my special day?. I know he has some god knows important work but still, all my life I'm sick of hearing this.
All my birthdays were celebrated without him, sometimes he would be on a business trip and sometimes in meetings, of course he would send some expensive gifts on every birthday but still that won't fill the presence of him.
All my life I was raised by this "𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒖𝒑 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍, 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇"
Some people say it's a boon to be the only child in the family. Is it? No it's a sin.
You have to go to school alone.
You have to eat alone.
You have to play with yourself alone.
You have to fight with yourself alone.
Alone,
Alone,
Alone.
I'm so sick of being alone and to breathe the same air of me all my life.
If I turn back and see my younger self there was only Me and no one. I always felt like this life of mine was, me vs the world. Not even my father was there with me. Yes, he was there with me but not in my pain but somewhere, sometimes he was there not for me but with me.
My childhood was full of loneliness and that made my inner self shattered into pieces. People call me an introvert, and don't care about anyone. Only if they know what I went through during my childhood.
My childhood was so miserable that it changed the whole meaning of my life. I was once a cheerful girl and then there is, that one incident that made my world turn upside down. The past me was so different from the future me.
