Feathers Of A Bird

Chapter : One

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November, 2032

"Congratulations on your massive success, Katherine!"

I can hear applause, all audiences are standing up, cheering my name. Echoes of my name filled the hall room. As I'm going towards the stage, I can hear some words from my past, the words that actually changed my life, giving me the courage to become the person I am today.

"You don't need to have anybody to make your dream come true. Trust me or not, you will become an incredible author one day and people all around the world will desire to read your books! And I wish for a latte with a light layer of cream on top while celebrating your first Booker Prize!"

I have come all the way up to the stage, receiving a shining crest.

"This is your first Booker Prize, Katherine, how do you feel?"
The host asks me warmly. I look at her and give her a smile and say,
"There is no word on Earth to express how good I'm feeling right now! I always run out of words when it comes to express my happiness!"
I laugh awkwardly and peek at the audience.
"I guess, I can write interesting books, with interesting words. However, I'm pretty clumsy while talking!"

A peal of laughter now just filled the room up. I continue,

"For this fact, I don't honestly think I can say much. This is a dream come true and I'm pretty speechless!"

I stop for a moment.

"All I want to do today, is to tell the world that I'm thankful to one of my friends; the greatest friend I've ever had. I wish to tell him that, I love him. Despite knowing that he wouldn't be listening to me, I am gonna say that, without you, nothing would be possible. You came to my life like rain, blissful yet temporary. You washed away all the clouds of dust, all of my sorrows, and then, you stopped. The sun rose, your water disappeared. But the seeds that you watered kept growing. That's why I'm here right now, receiving my first Booker Prize. My dearest pal, the seeds will always be grateful for you, and the soil that the seeds are planted on, will forever love you."

I say.

I notice my eyes getting blurry and my ears getting blocked up; it feels like the cheers, the applauses are just passing them. The host is saying something. I fail to pay attention to.
That one countenance is only popping up in front of my eyes which is creating an unbelievably strong urge to see him again.

I nod my head looking at host, barely able to say anything. I can see her smiling but for some reason, it doesn't look genuine at all.
I have passed the period of getting upset about the fake happiness of others long, long ago.
So, I smile back.

Coming off the stage, I discern my cousin, Grace and her small adorable family running towards me.

"Oh my my! I can't believe my baby sis just won a booker! Holy cats! Thank you Goodness for giving this child such a beautiful brain!"
Says Grace, in one breath!

"Who are you calling a child?"
Grace's husband Ethan, my childish cousin-in-law interrupts.
"Can't you see she just won a booker? You fool! She has grown up like nobody else!"
From looking at Grace and pretending to yell at her, he puts his eyes on mine and says,
"Oh! And congratulations Kathy dear! You can't even imagine how proud I am!"

Grace joins him.
"Yup! We're so proud of you! It feels so good to see my little sis achieving her first booker prize!"

'And you can't imagine how great it feels when this little family of yours talks to me like that'
I say in my mind.