This is the last place where I want to be at the moment but where else can I go? I can think about escaping the house for a moment but how I will be able to escape the chains of anxiety and sorrow? I know, I will ever be able to do so.
I rang the doorbell and the maid opened the door as I walked in I heard my mother crying.
My heart stopped beating and my brain started portraying the worst scenarios ever. I ran towards her room and see her sitting with my aunt, crying on a phone.
My heart kept skipping a beat and I think of every single person I care about and hoping they all are fine. The first name that came into my mind was of my newborn nephew if he's okay or not?
I stood there waiting for my mother to stop crying and tell me what happened. I don't have the courage to ask her about the phone call because I can't handle another bad news.
Finally she spoke up and talked about her phone call, it was about the tragedy that changed my whole world.
My heart is a little relived that my nephew is okay but that phone call reminded me of that brutal tragedy whose memory will haunt me forever.
I walk towards my room quietly because I don't know how to calm her down. I can't help her.
- "I just can't help her" I said slightly moving my lips while tears rolled down my cheeks.
I can't help anyone. All I can do for them is to talk about every other thing to make them forget about our miserable situation. Pretending not to be effected by anything but as soon as I am alone I lose control on my emotions.
I just want to go somewhere where there is no one. Where I am alone and no one can see me crying. The only thing that make me feel better is the touch of my new born niece and nephew. They were not in town so the next day we all got into the car and drove to their house.
They are little cute angels who can make all your pain wash away just by a single touch. When you put your finger on their hand and they curl their fingers to grab it, you feel loved, I never liked kids but when I hold them in my arms they never fail to make me fall in love with them all over again, their innocent smile hypnotize you and then you love them forever, even more than yourself.
I slipped my hand into the pocket and pulled out my phone click a picture of them but due to weakness I failed to hold it in my hands and it fell on the floor and it broke into pieces. This has happened to me before but this time I suddenly broke into tears, I am in a situation that even a pencil breaking in pieces would make me cry for days.
- 'why every bad thing happens to me'
I keep questioning myself as tears roll down my face.
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