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Chapter 3 - The hilarious juncture.

The fronds were gusting around me and the dusty breeze surrounded me. I started trembling to carry  myself on. The fence shutted leisurely. My steps were equal to a turtle's walk and my throat was on the place of a dried and waterless pond.

The doorbell seem to be dark fearing object.

I can't.!! I cannot....I said in disbelief. I turned my direction towards the entrance gate! It was impossible to show my face to mom.

No!!  You can't be so weak . Are you weak  huh?  Rainaaa.....

Remember!  Impossible stands for " I m possible".

I became ironically deaf and disappeared in my own world. I kept on walking, I had no stop nor target. I got bitterly disappointed in me. A song bubbled in my mind....

Come and hold my hand

I wanna contact the living

Not sure I understand

This role I've been given

I sit and talk to God

And he just laughs at my plans

My head speaks a language

I don't understand

I just wanna feel

Real love feel the home that I live in

Cause I got too much through my veins

I don't wanna die

But I ain't keen on living either.......

I heard some chuckling sound, I shook my head up. People were laughing at me and throwing coins on my foot. I was astonished and stunned to watch such nuisance happening! I immediately stund up and I shouted at those lunatic people who made me a mendicant!

How dare you people throw these coins on me!

A person taunted me - Hey! you poor tramp lady! stay in your limits. okayy? Just have a look at yourself. You were lying here, look! there back a dirty 'dustbin'.

My eyes caught what that person told, my eyes couldn't bear it! Dogs and cats were seeking food from that "bin" and I was sitting there!!!

I quickly ran far miles from there! I had a stop with my chest moving up and down.

My eyes filled with some kind of liquid and I burst out crying with my broken pieces of sorrow.

What was wrong with me!!! Why always me God.!

Once again?  Self-pity!!!!! Stop it! You aren't the only one in this world  who is carrying luggage of sorrow!  -___-

Moommm!!!! ahhaahh!! help me.

Now which other bad luck stretched in my life.! What bad thing I have done in my life that you punishing me? Why?? *crying*

Help!!!! Help!!! Help me! Please......

Oh lord! Give your hand.....

someone offered her/his hand.

I stretched myself up and holded that person's hand and got out.

Oh! daughter you got dirty. Come along with me to my house.

I had fallen down a dam. And a old women led me out.

I rested my hand on her shoulder and walked along with her!

In a minute or so we reached her home. The house was tiny but very sweet. It was like a cottage.