Around 11:00pm at night, the girl took a walk in her garden. Looking at the moon which is partially covered by the clouds and enumerable stars smiling at her, she turned on her favourite song. For a second she closed her eyes and made a quick recap of her past.
Those days, when she feared the dark, her dad held her up on his arm and said ” behind the darkness there is something beautiful which is trying to play peek-a-boo, but only with pure heart one can see it”.
Those days, when she used to go for night rides with her dad.
Those days, when her dad used to tell her stories.
Those days, when she feared nothing.
Those good old days, when she fall’s asleep on her dad’s lap.
But all of a sudden, her grandma said that she won’t be able to see her dad anymore. She said that god has taken him since he likes him so much. Poor pity girl, all of a sudden, from everything she became nothing. Then came a sudden chillness which ran through her veins, her blood, her body.
A sudden, slow wind caressed her and she opened her eyes. All that she had was a neutralised face and tear filled eyes. As her grandma said, she believed that her dad is now her guardian angel and will always be with her and guides her.
She believed, believed and believed…
– Sruthi Nair