I am still thinking........It makes me curious.....
How Can Our Souls Connect Even When Our Bodies Apart.............
How can be the same person finds us even when we don't have single idea of them........... How can one bond of our lives appear in...
Ever since I was born I was just not a common girl but believe me I wasn't and I am not an abnormal girl as well....Or was it that I wanted to be named...? I could still recall my memory how my beloved father used to say to me how was it my first moment of seeing the lights of this world when my mom gave the birth to me.
'Jina! You were a really angelic baby girl who was with a scary birthmark'
When my mom passed away just after giving the life to me, my dad was only my savior and my hero. Until I grew up to elementary school, he used to check my birthmark once a week. I could still remember the scary look of his face at every time he looked at it. I always thought that he knew something more than me but I was not that much curious to dig... It may be I was just a small kid who loved play just like others but not to investigate...
'Jina! You should never take off your clothes in front of anyone. And, you must wear full clothes without revealing your belly and your neck ever'
His words were still repeating in my ears though I am a college student right now. From the day I got used to those instructions of my beloved father, without a second thought I used to follow them because I was scared to look at his scary face when he checked my birthmark every time when I was a little kid.
"Jina!!!!!!!!! You are getting late honey" I heard his gentle voice.
"I am coming dad"
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I ran towards the down floor knowing my beloved dad was waiting for me to have the breakfast with him. Just before I sat opposite to him, I noticed the depressed look in his old eyes which were tend towards me.
"Dad! What's wrong?" I asked taking the bottle of jam with a slice of bread in my hand.
"Jina! Don't you have any clothes to wear? Are you out of your pocket money? Should I buy you some tops and jeans?"
I was not surprised, instead of that I threw a smile at him winking my playful eye to him and continue to have my breakfast. I knew my clothes were so old fashioned. My trouser was not even a pair of jean or denim, it was just bage colour cotton hanging old trouser and my T shirt was a brown colour baggy long one which was hanging down to my thighs.
"Dad! This is good enough for me. You know, I am not interested in fashion" I said while eating the second slice of bread in my plate... I loved strawberry jam so much. How much I eat it I never get tired of it...
"Jina! This is not the way twenty years old, college girl should wear" I heard he was mumbling but I continued to eat my jam chopped slices of bread eagerly.
"Dad! I think I am getting late. I need to go" pressing the last piece of bread in to my mouth hurriedly with a quick smile, I leaned forward him and kissed his old cheek with a smile. I heard he sighed then.
