Hey all ! 😊
I am so very bored of the usual romantic stuff I write. SERIOUSLY! I had been thinking to try a new genre, and so I wrote this. I really am not sure as to how would this proceed further but this is certainly no romantic story.
I will try and pen down the life stories of two contradictory girls and alongside, how their lives collide with a mysterious fellow's.
Short Story: Youth Experiences
List of Characters
Adara
Simple and intellectual, she is a 15 years old daughter to a divorced mother.
Sofia
Pampered and innocent, the 16 years old school head girl is quite spoiled.
Aman:
Mysterious and flirtatious, the fellow is the son to a rich business tycoon.
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Adara:
I believe, this is my first ever birthday without Dad. Gosh, I miss the fatherly warmth, I miss that assuring smile and most of all I miss a happy mom. She's not with dad anymore. I am not with my father any more and my mother has bid adieu to happiness. I am afraid; she'd never fall in love again. I'm afraid, she might never forgive dad.
I forgave him the day he came to me and apologized for what had happened on my last birthday. I met with my dad's new love then. You have NO idea how bad I felt and it's hard for me to imagine what must have been my mother's situation.
My birthday night, I lay in bed wide awake; trying to figure out what went wrong. I always supposed my parents were a happy couple. Just then, my thoughts got halted abruptly as I heard someone opening the door of my room.
As the person walked on the velvety pink carpeted floor, I realized who it was. My dad! I stood up erect with a jerk and switched the table lamp on. Dad passed on his it's-me smile and sat next to me on the bed, caressing my hand. I moved my hand away and asked him to leave. That was the only time I was rude to my dad.
"Listen, sweetheart." He told and I looked away. "Life can never be as perfect as we suppose it to be. I loved your mom but, maybe . . . the feeling's over now. I don't feel the same anymore. If you think I cheated on her then you are right, I did. But if I would have chosen to stay with her like that, without any feeling then also, I would have been cheating on her. And that would have been painful for all three of us." He added.
With eyes, all moist, I looked up to him and asked, "Do you love me, dad or is that feeling also over?"
"Of course, I love you Adara! You are my daughter. The day you were born, exactly 14 years back that is, was the best day of my life. I can never forget how it felt to be a father." He said and looked up to the picture frame hanging on the fall in which he and mom were holding on to my hands, when I was three or so.
"I don't know what to say, Papa." I said and dug my face in my hands.
"Love, listen! You are and will always be my daughter. You can live with whoever you wish too after my divorce with your mother."
"She needs me more than you do! I would live with her." I said flatly, yet firmly.
"Your wish." He said and smiled at me. "Remember, I am a friend to your mother and am your father, always. I'm sorry for the turnaround you are going to face in near future. Pardon me for that once, Adara! I know I can't make up for the misery I have caused to you both." He said and a lone tear escaped his eye.
"It's alright, dad. I wish you and Alvira a very happy life ahead. I will miss you!" I said and took my dad in embrace. That was the very last time I met him.
And as he had already told me about the major "turnaround" I would be facing, I boosted myself and made Adara, the baby girl turn into a strong willed teenager who had a mother to be with. A person I was supposed to stand with all through her thick and thin.
Sofia:
Bloody hell! I wonder, what do these school people think of themselves? How am I supposed to be the head girl? Alright, I like attention and people buzzing like bees around me but HEAD GIRL? It brings fame and a lot of responsibility alongside. SHIT!
I hate responsibilities and especially after the continuous lecture Grappy used to give me. Grappy was my Grandfather who passed away some days back. I miss him so much!
I remember all that he told me about the damned responsibilities, f**king "crude facts", godforsaken "stark reality" and whatnot and trust me; I tried understanding them because I loved Grappy a LOT! But well, that isn't ME! Me = shopping, singing, make up and soft toys. Not to forget – Hunks!! *smirks*
Well, you see life is something you really can't be sure about! Then, I wonder why in the very first place people think of the Grappy philosophies. How can one be so sure of the indefinite and unlikely likely, whatever things to happen! Aah!
I don't get a thing, man! Why can't we just enjoy life? It's kind of short, right? Whatever! Well, I live for the moment and I strongly believe that this attitude of mine would help me reach the peak of glory! My aim – the stage, microphone, guitar, glossy clothes and the star . . . SOPHIA!!
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