The mystery of the shattered glass

Understanding mom.

FINE. FINE! I MUMBLED. IRRITATED AS HELL MAN.

THINGS ARE JUST NOT RIGHT. OKAY. OKAY....LET’S GO HOME AND JUST START PACKING.

COMMON......GIFTS DON’T REALLY MEAN ANYTHING.

I FELT ONE OF THE VOICES IN MY HEAD OBJECTING MY THOUGHTS.
“POSITIVE VIBES BABE. POSITIVE VIBES...GET IT ALL IN!”
I RAN HOME AS FAST AS I COULD.

I’VE GOT ONE MORE HOUR.. I have DO IT. OF COURSE. I CAN....
CAN I? AGAIN. WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!?

HOME. FINALLY.

I PULLED THE NAVY BLUE BACK FROM UNDER MY BED.
MEMORIES AGAIN. IT WAS DAD’S. I SHIFTED MY MIND AGAIN.
OKAY. SCARF, SWEATER, SHIRTS, JEANS.......

I STARTED CALCULATING AND PACKING MY STUFF NEATLY INTO MY BAG.
THE CLOUDS STARTED FIGHTING WITH EACH OTHER ARGUING WHO WOULD COVER THE SHY FURTHER.

YEAH LET ME GET DRESSED. 5 MINUTES LATER I WAS ALL SET AND I SAT BEFORE THE HUGE DECORATED MIRROR LOOKING DOWN AT ALL THE COSMETICS MOM BROUGHT FOR ME SAVING UP MONEY. I NEVER SAW THE REAL MEANING OF PUTTING MAKE UP?

I MEAN WHEN YOU SWEAT, ALL YOUR MAKEUP FALLS APART MAKING YOU LOOK LIKE A DISGUSTING PIECE OF SHIT.

IF YOU SNEEZE, YOUR EYELINER AND EYE MAKEUP SMUDGES ALL AROUND YOUR FACE, AGAIN YOU END UP LIKE A WITCH WHO LIVES UNDER A ROCK.
EW. NOT NECESSARY. I’M GOOD.

I CONVINCED MYSELF AND JUST TIED A ROUGH PONY TAIL, MY HAIR TOTALLY MESSED UP.
WHO CARED. I’M NOT GOING TO A FILMFARE.

A CAR CAME DOWN THE ROAD AND HALTED AND I PEELED THROUGH THE WINDOW TO SEE MOM STRUGGLING TO CARRY HER HUGE BAG SHE CARRIES TO WORK TRYING TO RUN TO THE DOOR.

HEH. SHE LOOKED LIKE A CUTE PENGUIN.

“SARA YOU DONE? MOM ASKED ANXIOUSLY.
“YEAH MA. I’M DONE” I SAID GIVING OUT A WARM SMILE.
“GREAT! GET IN THE CAR. I’LL BE THERE IN A FEW SECONDS” MOM SAID WALKING TOWARDS HER WORK STATION.

I MADE MY WAY TO THE CAR AND LOADED MY BAG.
MY EYES UNUSUALLY DRIFTED TO THE ABONDONED HOUSE.
“MY LAPTOP!” I REMEMBERED. I RAN BACK TO MY ROOM AND GRABBED MY SLING WITH MY LAPTOP AND ADAPTER. ALSO MY PHONE’S CHARGER.
JUST IN TIME WHEN I REACHED THE CAR MOM LOCKED THE DOOR AND FOLLOWED ME.

“PHEW.... THANK GOD...” I SIGNED.

AND WE WERE OFF.

IT STARTED POURING LIGHTLY AND WAS STARTING TO DARKEN..
AS WE CROSSED THE ABONDONED HOUSE.....
A STRANGE FEELING... A CONNECTION BEING BROKEN....

SOMETHING PULLED ME TOWARD IT. IT’S LIKE.....I’M A PART OF IT.
“SO.....SARA” MOM INTRUPTED AND I WAS DISTRACTED FROM MY DEEP THOUGHT.

“YEAH MA?”

“CHANGE OF PLANS DEAR. WE ARE GOING TO STAY AT GRAN’S TILL THE END OF YOUR VACATION.”
MY HEART ALMOST STOPPED BEATING FOR A SECOND.
OUR PLAN WAS JUST 2 DAYS.
“MA..BUT” I STARTED AGAIN.
INTRUPTED AGAIN.

“YEAH BABE I’VE INFORMED GRAN AND I’VE ALSO APPLIED FOR LEAVE!
WE NEED SOME  time OFF. DON’T WE?” MOM SAID cheerfully.

I COULD SEE HOW MUCH THIS MEANT TO MY MOM.

THERE WERE A LOT OF MEMORIES ABOUT DAD AT GRAN'S PLACE. IT MADE MY MOM FEEL PROTECTED I GUESS.

SAFE. SAFE IN THE HANDS OF A BRAVE SAVIOUR.

I DID NOT TRY TELLING ANYTHING MORE.

I DID NOT WANT TO INTERRUPT MOM FROM HER DEEP THOUGHTS ABOUT DAD LIKE SHE DOES TO ME.

AND WE DROVE....AND DROVE...AN UNENDING JOURNEY...

I GAVE MYSELF INTO THE CALMING HANDS OF MUSIC.

LOST IN UNKNOWN LANDS OF PARADISE AND MELONCHOLY.