ELEVEN

AYRA’S POV:

Sometimes the world in so cruel. By world the meaning is people. People are the most dangerous because they had one thing which is more effective in the most hazardous and the most saccharine way at the same time. Yet there are some people who would rather not close their mouth and decide to hurt people just by the use of their words and then there are the people who are kind enough and know the rules of human ethics or I should say they know that others have a heart too and they have feelings bubbling inside. My uncle came in the people of the first category. He would say anything even though he didn’t have a ruthless personality. He always cared for me but his words were always harsh. I remember my father as he had smile always on his face whenever he used to communicate with us. I smiled as I remember he always used to smile whenever he came home and then his smiles brightened when he saw my mother. These were the vague images in my head as I was too young to make enoug