Perpetual Journey #2

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#2

It's hard for me to handle everything and they are getting on my nerves. I never thought I would have to be this responsible, acting like a senior member of the family. I mean I am just 17. But then, I can’t let mom handle everything alone either.  

That’s life; it makes you bleed to posses the things you crave for.

In my case I just wanted a little happiness, a company to divert all the sorrows around; I was living a life of solitude here.

High school would starting tomorrow; this being the only route to my escape, it will keep me occupied. My mom and I were picking up the lost pieces of our lives. Though the process was tough but we were the only support for each other.

 “You must be excited about this? “Cribbed my mom.

“Mom, it’s just a high school and I am already a semester late “

“You would find a way out, you are a smart girl “

“Yes, mom” I sighed. Another load to handle, perfect!

“ the school is pity near, you can walk up there, you would see things around as well. You haven’t stepped out, not even once, since we arrived here.”

“ya, I can do that. Mom, I am not good at introducing myself and I don’t wanna make a fun of my self in an unknown place.”

In the evening I saw few kids were playing around the drive way, while I was preparing dinner for the night. Watching them run around gave me goose bumps; I was a grown up now and had no friends here. I stared dejectedly out of the window at them, jumping and screaming in joy. 

Though I couldn't make out what they were up to, my glasses were shut but somehow it brought back pleasant memories.

Mom was busy job hunting and in the process found some good company to kill her time. She was doing well to recover, perhaps at the back of her mind she got the feeling that, things are not gonna come back.

 I was happy for her, though her therapy sessions in the weekend were still on. But I guess they will also end up in the days to come.

I had geared up for the classes tomorrow, would be having some new things to add up in my life.

I tried to sleep in the night but the gushing sound of the rains made it pity difficult and it was quite late when I eventually closed my eyes and drifted off…

to be continued....

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Perpetual journey.

A small dot can stop a sentence but few more dots can give it continuity.

What will you do when life puts more boulders in your path than sleek slopes? Most of us would have surrendered. Well not so Stella, instead of putting down her head she opted to fight for her family, love and for everything that came in her way.

Did she win her battles? What were those boulders? What was the result she got for all the effort? Witness her story with her view.

Eventually we reached our destination, small town in Ireland; Waterford. We had to shift our home, after what happened it was the need of the hour. My mom needed it the most.

This house was not that big, well neither was our family now!

Two rooms, I got the one facing the front yard. A common bathroom near the stairs and a small kitchen.  

“This is just about perfect, don’t you think Stella? “Enquired my mom.

“Hmm, yap”, this was all I could manage.

“Mom, I would rather go and check my room upstairs”

“Oh, ya. You should, all your belongings are placed, and you just have to kepe them according to your choice.

The room was small compared to my previous one, but I decide to love it too, nor that I had a choice.

Wooden floor, a bed, a study table, green lace curtains…

 “I will survive in this little grave of mine” I sighed.

The rest of the day went away in unpacking my stuffs and arranging them around. I gave a look outside, the weather was hazy, clouds scattered with no signs of sun; much to my amusement.

Despite all those incidents happening in their life, hell refused to break loose, the birds were flying as usual and people were involved around, as they were yesterday.  But it was Stella and her mom, for whom life seemed to stuck.

Stella lost her father when she barely managed to walk. And as if this was not enough, her brother committed suicide a month ago. 

After the latter incident her mother lost control over herself, it was then Stella convinced her that living in the same house and city will do no good. They needed to get rid of their past, because it had nothing in store for them…. 

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