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An impatient woman kept on dialing inside a telephone booth and waited for someone to pick up her call. But all her calls went unanswered. After sometime silence prevails.
As she got out of the telephone booth, the hustle bustle of the city surrounded her. She boarded a taxi from the busy road. This is Neena – a young, beautiful, independent woman who works in an MNC. Today is her birthday but neither of her parents, colleagues or her friends remembered the day.
Her parents got divorced when she was 19. She had a troubled childhood and grew up with insecurities and a very low self-esteem. She always came last in the priority list of her parents; after office, social work, partying and if any more time was left only then they would be spending time with little Neena.
In the eyes of an outsider, her parents were a perfect couple – supportive friends, hardworking colleagues and socially active people. But probably the worst parents. Those insecurities still prevent Neena from getting into any relationship.
After driving for two hours, the taxi driver interrupted her and asked for road direction. In a low voice, she said, “take left and stop in front of that gate.” Inside the huge gate, Neena walked down the same stone road where once nanny had once dragged the scared and crying Neena after she witnessed a horrific fight between her parents.
As soon as the door was opened by a very old woman, Neena hugged her. She was once a trusted servant and now the only caretaker of the house. While the old woman prepared something for her, Neena made a cup of coffee and take out an old book from the rack. While reading the book Neena got a sorry note and remembered how she used to wait for her parents to return by dinner as promised. But they never showed up instead next morning left toys or books with a similar sorry note.
Suddenly the old woman came up with a cake, candle and said, “I do remember.” Looking at the cake, Neena thought probably not spending time by doing little things together made her parents forget her. Now again the old lady spoke in a low voice, “make peace with your past my girl else you’ll never go forward in your life, let the past be in the past.”
Neena just looking out the window.
I am a ordinary woman studied in a all girls school. Love to cook, eat, sing, dance, write, travel,drive, sleep, dream. Busy raising my son so left my job in a leading MNC and read more...
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