It is not a story. It can not be a story. It was the life experience... the steps, the sensation entangled with fear and hopes, fear to lose what I had and dream for something not yet thought. It was the time of the journey to unknown only with the faith of God.
Go daughter, leave us . We are not responsible for your griefs if it is destined in your life. Don't return. Don't expect help in anyway from us. You chosed your path. You may meet the life of heaven or he'll we are not at all responsible.
Her statement, her version at the last day did not hammered me. I accepted it as her order. I cried in silence. I left them in the threshold and went outside to face the battle of life. The world seemed unknown to me. The people in my orbit changed their place. I found the unknown people of different sanskar in my orbit. I had no choice. It was the greatest turning point where I was only known to God and He was to me to talk , gossip in silence every moments about everything.
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