Ashmita reddy

At least tell me now.

Kiaan, I had a sister, whom I lost 7 years ago, in an accident. From then, my life has changed.

Earlier, we were a happy family- no restrictions, no compulsions. We are free to do anything, go anywhere but should inform our parents.

My sister’s death was a sudden blow to my family. My father and mother were lost in shock. I tried to balance the family though I struggled between  life and death.

Slowly, I tried to interpret life. It  is valued till we are alive and in this one life one should do whatever one wants. We do not know when death bangs on our door. At first, I joined the NGO and did whatever makes my soul happy. I want to see the entire world and learn many things from each culture, before this body named Charvi dies. I put my decision in front of my parents, they struck it off. This hit hard. I can understand their feelings,but in fear of death, how can I sacrifice myself? Then started my mixed emotions. Though I’m happy with my life, I’m unhappy too. I expressed my views with my friends. Few of them understood and few laughed saying,” You are lost?”

So, I chose a stranger to listen to my views and see them according to me.

Charvi, so I’m a scapegoat?

Probably Kiaan.

(They both laughed)