(A GIRLS INNER VOICE)
Dear Diary
i dont know wats funny about it.. hold on hold on my conscious is not clouded u see u'hv to be patient wid me
But i guess i hv been a failure
in making dem be so.. dey never were patient wid me
u remember i jz turned 20 dis wednesday?dey asked me a question dat day..dey asked me bout..amm..wat u call..MOst memorable, Most beautiful, Most cherishing period for me till date..
i was waiting for dis question since ages u know.. dey looked stunt on listening to my instant reply..
"9 MONTHS... WHEN I WAS IN MY MOTHER'S WOMB"...
YES!! It has to be the best PERIOD FOR ME TILL DATE...
i witnessed a pure silence in d room.. my wallclock was d only sound producing object dere..
but dis silence had a very short life span as i heard dem laugh aloud at my Answer..
i mean what was funny about it ??
dey didn give me a single chance to xplain as i told u,, dey never were PATIENT wid me...
but i'll let u know WHY...
WHY DIS PERIOD WAS
SPECIAL TO ME...
9 MONTHS OF MY LIFE...
i shared dis palace wid my twin bro... yes!! it was a palace to us.. a palace wid a luxurious life.. a palace where u dont need to be worried bout nything...a palace where ur schedule will include a 24 hour sleep..
My mother's WOMB has been most relaxing nest till date..
we both were happy.. the womb was huge... we were surrounded by an ocean.. these waters were never indifferent to us.. we wud share equal amounts.. be it blood..be it calories.. be it proteins.. or be it nything...
we used to hv a word wid our Almighty once a day..
He wud play wid us.. he wud make us cry.. he wud make is laugh..EVEN HE was not INDIFFERENT TO US.. we shared our GOD Equally...
it was few weeks before our birth dat my twin brother started kicking my mother alot.i too used to do dat... babies are ought to do dat.. its considered normal u see..EVEN WE WERE NOT INDIFFERENT DIS TIME...
IT was d day we had to cum to dis world todaY...
WE REALLY WERE GOING TO MISS DIS PERIOD...
my bro was born first... i cud hear people congratulating each other.. dey looked happy.. My Bro was wrapped in a Warm cloth n was taken to incubator...
it was my turn now i was excited.. i was ready to recieve dat treatment too...
i came to life...
15seconds passed
i felt as if i was handicapped of ears.. i cudnt hear dem congratulate dis time..i cud be deaf but i had working eyes... n i cud sense throgh dem.. dey didn even smile.. ARE dey INDIFFERENT TO ME ??? i asked to myself...
no no!! dey were not.. dey cudnt be..afterall i too was taken to incubator in a warm cloth...
but !!!! i cried for whole 2 hrs to get my mother's feed which my twin bro got widin half an hour.. WERE DEY INDIFFERENT TO ME?? i asked myself again...
no no dey cudnt be.. afterall i got it at d end...
But i saw my brother sleeping peacefully close to my mother.. it was her back towards me so i cudnt see wat she was talking to my bro..
I saw a small black spot at my bro's forehead.. i was confused i never saw it when we were in PALACE... i realised later it was black kajal to protect my bro from evil spirits...
but i didn get dat spot.. my mother didnt put dat on my forehead.. WAS SHE INDIFFERENT TO ME ?? I asked for a third time to myself..
DEAR DIARY
DIS Is how I LOST MY MINE..
i hv been asking dis question every second to myself since dat day... WERE THEY INDIFFERENT TO ME???
hows it guys share ur views
lov:)