No work yet no time!!
This draft remained as draft for months.😂"Maybe It's the place we never wanted to go back." I remembered Dad telling me once when we were drunk when I asked about my birthplace.
"So. Fine. We won't go back. But I just wanted to know the place. " I asked him.
By the way I was getting bored at the flight. It was few hours I hadn't my fucking mouth open. There was none to talk with. All I could do was recalling those memories I spent with the loved ones perhaps with dad.
Although words don't mean a much to us but memories do. The words of the same person don't worth until they become memories. I was thinking over a serious stuffs again and again . I wasn't that type of guy but no one's born with their type. It's circumstances and situations that make them go through that time and their entire life changes. Mine was the same. I never thought of going foreign even in my wildest dreams and now I am seeing some of it on the way towards it.
The so called passengers were busy by themselves. None could give me a company neither the one side to me. He was asleep since we took off. I was feeling all bad by myself. The place that made me feel all good was miles away from me now. Now my life was like those stupid soap operas , twists and turns . And addiction, addiction to the place I grew up , to those wonderful faces I could make blush.
And there it was. After a day of countless words in head and peachy keen sentiments in heart I was there. It was L.A. Finally I was there and all my love for the place and family fell temporarily as soon as I was there. LA probably was the best place I would ever think after Amsterdam.
There was a woman waving right in front of me. Honestly, I didn't recognize her. She was Jo. Well in relation, my aunt probably. I was seeing her after more than couple of years. We picked a taxi and moved to her apartment. I couldn't blink my eyes on the way to her apartment. My guilt of saying yes to Mom was all gone. I enjoyed being in that place.
That day taught me few things. People said Happiness is temporary. I came to know so was sorrow. I realized that the only way to overcome sorrow and pain is by finding a reason of happiness. With the will of being happy and blissful , sorrow flies.
I could never imagine how sad I was few moments before and all of sudden I was joyful.Now we were at her apartment.
"Wanna take a ride ?" She asked.
"I'd love to. But I'd prefer sleep rather." I whispered , a sound of being dull and tired.I slept for some hours. I thought I'd rather take a nap. I was in kinda hangover. I was dying to explore the city. But it was the final day of admission. It wasn't a surprise though. Had there been anything good happened to me?
So I took a taxi and started moving from LA to Almeda. It wasn't that far though. And finally I was in Oakland , the home of University of California.
I finished all the admission stuffs and took a gaze over it's premises. It was a good one I guess. I checked out my block and there was it , my room. Well, I was amazed to see it. I remembered my room back at my house . I started laughing. Seriously I took a photograph of it and send it to my dad. For the first time it was well maintained. And I was pretty sure it was the last time as well. I called my aunt and told her to grab my stuffs and be here. I didn't want to go back along. Especially when you can't drive and sitting at the back seat of taxi sucks."Get away you bitch! "
I could hear some serious talks beside my room. I went over there."Who the crap are you?" A boy probably of 18 asked. Beside him there was a girl. "Haven't seen you around before , I guess." His voice was high.
"So um I am new around here." I replied.
"Student?"
"Yeah."
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Unwritten Destiny
Teen FictionI spent more time picking up the title than actually writing the story Caution: Teenagers only!!!!