"Have you ever made a scene, you saw in a movie or read somewhere in your head and then put yourself in it? Have you ever watched yourself from a different person's view going deeper and deeper into the scene, away from you? I hope you can feel my pain by placing yourself in the scene where your mother asked you to pack some food for your Parents. " [Jacqueline]
My head throbbed, clenching my fist, I spooned some rice-eating it. But now it felt tasteless to me. I think just because I always wanted to have food with her in the same way she had served me was the mere reason which made it tastier than it was. But her words had completely ruined my appetite. Maybe because food may fade away but feelings don't.
"Are you okay dear?"
"Then you didn't answer me?"
"Thank you for asking, aunty, but my parents are not at home. So it's not required."
"Oh Okay. By the way, Do you know Jo
"Real people will always be judged as Rude or arrogant. You can either learn to ignore comments or become fake like the rest of them." [Remo]....Writer's POV:Remo frowned at her answer, it wasn't a big deal to lie. Why was she getting so restless on such a small matter? it didn't make sense to him."I don't think it's a big deal, Jacky. You are overthinking. he won't be that bad."Jacqueline's brows furrowed, Ofcourse it wasn't a big deal for him. He would never have been bullied as to say such things. Again why did she even told him about it?'Ah. stupid woman. Now he will think you're nothing but a dramatic girl.' Her subconscious voice taunted her back and forth and she forgot to reply to him for a few minutes.Waiting for a response Remo sipped the juice he was having earlier. Disappointed at her behavior he texted again."What's wrong?"<
Sorrows other than love's longing does this life provide,Comforts other than a lover's union to abide. [Remo]…...His eyes darkened with a sudden emotion as he read her text. It wasn't because he was still affected by it. But because every time he was reminded of it. He will always remember the betrayal. It always hurts like the first time it did."Yeah. I wrote it for my first love.""You loved her too much. Huh. Didn't you?""I did."Seeing the reply getting shorter and shorter Jacky realized she had laid
"Waking up every day to make breakfast feels as hard as sowing vegetables in farms." [Jacky]......The smell of the tea aligned up to my nose. Waking me up from my slumber. As I served it in two large cups. One for me and another one for my sister, I had woke up early today to make breakfast for us while my mom was writhing in pain from the last two hours. She had a stone in her gall bladder. And almost after every two days, she felt pain. And it was also one of the reasons for waking up early. Since I had to call the nearby Uncle from the medical store to give her a shot for controlling it.He had still advised me to ask daddy for an operation. Since it was the only way to cure it. It has been an hour since she slept and I came back to the kitchen to make something for breakfast. But my thoughts were occupied by the boy of the night.I was still stuck to him. His words. His thoughts. His life. 'What had he gone through to
"I seek solace in nature, beneath an enormous sky. Hearing birds chirping and smelling the pleasant smell of soil."...."Yeah. Now I do.""Great." Just when I tried to move forward he held my ponytail. Making me flinch as my head hurt."Now. What's wrong with you?""Nothing. I just like your hair.""Leave my hair. It hurts.""Oh Gosh, You are such a drama queen." He rolled his eyes at me dramatically, leaving my hair but came around my side to stand in front of me. Stopping me from moving forward from the corridor. Just as I tried to sidestep him on one side, he followed my steps. Irritating me. And, that was a wrong move of him, because when I am irritated I do stupid things. Like right after that I did.I glared at him trying my best that my eyes can maybe move him like how Goku in dragon ball zee can make people back off just by lifting his hands. Yet he didn't even flinch. 'Oh, God. Please I don
"You can shrink your real self in the corner of your head, but it will bounce back the moment you will be yourself." [Jacqueline]......"What are you doing Rohan?" I screamed at Rohan for the hundredth time. The last class of attending was already over and almost all students had left for their homes. While I was stuck in a room with him. 'Why?' Because I forgot my diary on the table and when I came back to get it. Someone came from outside and locked the door. That, someone, was Rohan, The asshole. For half an hour I was requesting him to open the door and let me leave. But it seemed either he was deaf or I wasn't speaking. Every time I got to the door, he will drag me back to the bench. Now that I had caught the handle of the gate in a death grip, he had placed himself on the door. I was agitated to the point that I would have kicked him or punched him only if I was able to. But since I have never practiced t
"Some days, the things you do; don't make you bad. While some days it doesn't!" [Author].....I held my head as I gazed at the mirror in my bathroom. It had been two hours since I came back home after practically killing Rohan with a pen. I felt goosebumps as I recalled how the pen got stuck in his chest. Though I was tempted to go back to him and help him remove it. But I knew it was a bad idea. So I ran and ran till I reached the entrance of the school without looking back. The guards were surprised seeing me, as they yelled at me to leave the premises."What the hell were you doing in the school this late girl? Get out."My breathing was a little faster because of all the running, so it came in short pants as I waited for my heart to calm down keeping my hands on my knees.After calming down, I explained hastily, knowing they will not be able to reconfirm my lie with her. Because she was the most strict
"Be a realist, in every way you find possible. Even in the times, you don't want or need to be." [Jacqueline].....Jacqueline's POV:The fear engulfed me from inside making me breathless.'Who can it be?'As my thoughts wandered, A name flashed in my mind.'Rohan.''Who said things that happen in desperation can be good. The whole scene replayed in my mind in the spotlight.''Oh God, please save me.'My whole body shuddered as the realization dawned upon me.'I'm so done. He will probably kill me.'Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths to calm down when the door of my bedroom opened and a head peeked inside. It was Nikki.Her black eyes instantly connected with mine."Jacky, I made Gajar ka halwa. Would you like some?"I gathered my wits to refuse her. But her hopeful gaze stopped me. Unable to say a word, I nodded at her. Smiling a fake smile.A
"Eyes are the informers of heart. They darken when we are angry, while softens when we are filled with love." [Jacqueline]....Jacqueline's POV:I gripped the straps of my backpack tightly. My whole form trembling in anticipation of what would happen to me today. I shifted in discomfort from one foot to another as a kid of age 6 years glared at me. If you are wondering where I am? I am at my bus stop waiting for my school bus to arrive for the last ten minutes.I could sense my cortisol level increasing with each minute. Cortisol; a stress hormone, our nature's inbuilt alarm system. And it was alarming to me that I needed to calm down. But when does that happen what we want? Almost every time what happens is opposite to what we want.I place my hand on my heart. Realizing that My heartbeat was abnormally high."Di are you okay?"The same 6-year-old kid asked me confusion clear in her eyes