Life is a story

The Call

I am sorry I got out of the track is what I am telling you today my father called me he has requested me to stay with him for some time. At first, I don't want to go there. We have waited for him to come for about 12 years what he never does. Suddenly he remembered he had another daughter in this world so he is asking me to come without grandparents.See that's the reason I hate this person. At first, I say no but later on, when my grandparents insisted, I said yes to him.

After 20 days I am going to be with him.Although at one side I don't want this to happen, I have no other choice since my grandparents are insisting and I can't say no to them.

"Are you still angry with me?"My grandmother asked as she put her hand at my head. She has grown old anyone can say it by looking at her, but still the way her face shine I think she can even beat miss universe in front of her. Apart from all this the love, care, compassion she had for everyone is unbeatable. I think without these ladies I will never able to survive in this world.

I kissed her hand. And makes her comfortable beside me."No, My grandma, I am not angry with you. I know you want me to spend some time with my father before I ran away with my boyfriend."I giggled by saying that.

She smiled and says "I know you are strong Payal. And you have suffered a lot like your mother. Every child needs their parents at their growing age. I know you need your father, your elder sister. You must have to meet your family and live happily with them. Yes, you deserve it."

I felt tears in my eyes, yet I controlled. I really miss my family. The family, which is always a word for me having no meaning. Loneliness is having no one to care about you. But I don't know how I will react when my parents will look towards me? Will, they were ever going to get that sweet little Payal whom they have killed 12 years later? The way I looked towards my father when I was a child. I don't think so that same love and compassion, Respect will be regenerated after so many years of separation and hatred.

I drift to sleep after having a talk with my grandma. she tells me about my father and their family. Most of the things I feel as a fake, but still for her with a smile on my face as I listened to each and every aspect.