You are on the greatest journey of life.
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You are nothing, Jessica! You are nothing!
I closed my eyes, composed my posture and took a deep breath, my consciousness was jumping from the blue pattern to the black one and my eyes were in bewilderment because if I have to make my words evident. I have to look straight into this man's eyes.
"I write,"
the orbs were reacted for a second as magnetic as thunder but became humourless once again.
"I can understand why your father was deplorable regarding you," a small tint of a smile spread across his face. and his shoulders were rose again in the manner of pride.
"what do you mean?"
he glanced at me for more than a second, shook his head again, a smirk appeared on his subtle face.
what does he mean?
"Abhimaan, " his father's voice was vigilant to my ears.
I could sense the explicitly in them.
"Coming dad," he started moving, adjusting his wristwatch.
He took two steps and then stopped again to glance back at me, " it's pity you couldn't do anything better," then he walked away before I could comprehend why he pitted me?
What was the reason for him to announce something as frivolous as his mind?
I am what I wanted to be and it takes a lot of courage to be who you are.
There are souls in this room who have lived their lives in the process of pleasing others, there are voices in this room that have no identity of their own, they listen only to others, and that's why they can't sleep at night. The walls of their house will never be going to be colourful, they have brutally burned the colours.And he dares to pity me!
Bastard!
I am furious, very furious indeed. And I cannot stop of I didn't let out my impression of that man.
I moved my head, glanced at all the sides of the room to find a glimpse of his tall figure.
But failed again, then I found his father's conversing with someone using a cellphone.
He must be there.
I clutched the lehnga which was too heavy for a girl to handle and strode in their direction.
He was at the end corner of the living area, tapping on his cell phone when I took him by amazement while tapping on his shoulder.
His eyebrows rose for a second then went back to their horizon again.
"Yes?" A tinted smile on his face and a fated spark in his eyes made me more evident in my thoughts.
"I can understand why you have shown empathy for me, you must have forgotten the human emotions after spending your time with machines,"
His eyes became wide, wider than anything I have ever seen.
I took a step closer, crossed my arms across the chest and shook my head again, "now don't tell me Abhimaan, why your tiny brain cannot think beyond machines,"
He didn't announce anything, he only gawked at me with horror and at that moment I realise I should be away from this conceit man!
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The man can never understand the woman's heart, the woman can never understand the man's desire.
I read out aloud these words again and again but couldn't comprehend the exactness of them.
I was scribbling words in my notebook when I heard a stone crashing on my window.
I stood up and walked to find the culprit, my friends were standing on the ground holding their heads high
"Jessica, come down! We have something to tell you," It was Sanaya,
"what ?"
"come fast, we don't have any time!" Aman's voice was thrilled with passion, I saw something alluring in them, the spark was guiding me to listen to them, so I did what my heart was telling me to do so.
I searched for a rope in my cupboard and hung it through the window if I let papa know that I am running away from here for a night to ramp freely on roads, to feel what writers want to absorb in the night then he will never let me do it.
So, I am Jessica Mehra is creating history in her family by following her heart.
"Coming," I let out a whisper to them without making any further noise. The more silent I would be the more vibrant my life will be.
Sanaya and Aman know me very well, they know I am trapped here that's why they came to rescue me.
When I first met Sanaya I was crying in the hospital and she was right beside me crying louder than I was, and that was the day since we decided to change the world with our passion.
She is my cousin and a talented singer,I laid my eyes on Aman when he was too occupied with observing himself as the greatest football player, he was engrossed in hatching the ball with his little legs as he was meant to be a footballer.
Coincidentally his mother and my mother are sisters, but we beat the same heart.I jumped when I realised the rope can't take me any longer and fell directly on the land on my ass.
"Ouch!" A yelped in pain but they didn't even glance at my side, they were too occupied with cackling at my image.
"Shut up, will you?" I smacked Aman's leg.
And in response that idiot screamed as I have inserted a sharp knife in his stomach."Shhhh! Do you want to cancel our freedom?"
"No way!"
"Then follow me!"
Sanaya was way ahead of her age, the feminine nature was sparkling all over in her eyes, I saw something extravagant in her then as a dictator contempt its population, we followed her to do our deity.
The car was already waiting for us on the road, the silent dead creature is going to have a living life, the wind slowly changed its direction again, and for a second I saw the sky turning into a deep shade of blue, as it is cultivating my heart, I have been following patterns of it from too long, today it is more audios than ever, before, the eccentric constellation was bickering something to my heart and in a mere thought of mine, I heard the wind whispering something into my ears.
"Let's go," Sanaya clasped my hand and took me to the car while running wildly on the moist grass.
The rooftop of the convertible car was not there, so I stood in the stillness and breathed again in the fresh air when half of the world is silent.
Maybe this moment is never going to come in my life, the freedom, the air is going to be snatched away within my hands, I glimpsed at the moonlight, the gazing thoughts made me wonder all over the world.
To write poems on the heart of the moon lover, and to portray the greatest stories of all time,
"Let's go,"
And in that second the speed increased, I was in a race with the wind, it was thrashing with power, it was burning in temptation but above all, it was with me,
The time will change again, history will repeat, but the heart will always remain the same, I whispered to myself when I saw the image of the smattering moon again with my eyes.
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