Anahita

??:- Are you sure what you are saying?

???:- Yes, I don’t have any other option other than to choose it…..

??:- But Anahita it is risky… we ….. We could figure another way out plus this is not the only way.

Anahita:- I know Shriya, but this is the easiest way and even you know that she is the only family member of mine and I can’t afford to lose her too!

Shriya:- I understand your situation and I also know how much you love her, so I won’t stop you from going…. But take care of yourself.

Anahita:- hmmm… Take care of yourself and her too

Shriya:- Be careful

Suddenly a voice was being heard which was of course because of the horn of the car. A man in full suit came out of the car from the passenger seat. He was well dressed and looking dashing.

The car was covered with a matte black colour with a purple coat.

I mentally noted down the number plate of the car…[C1813]

1+8=9 {a number of bad luck} and at the end ‘13’ which is generally known as good luck according to what my mom told me. [meaning something good and something bad is going to happen] well after that my thoughts were interrupted by the man when he said,“come on hop in the car rather than staring at my face”....

What in the world was I even doing!! I quite a bit got embarrassed and didn’t have courage to tell him that I wasn’t staring at him but at the car! 

I just decided to ignore his words and sat in the backseat of the car while nodding my head as yes. Oh well, even the interior is amazing I must say. To my surprise the guy understood what I was thinking and said, “Don’t worry, I know that the car looks amazing but stop staring or whatever you were doing miss..”

“I….” I was at a loss for words. I don’t actually know what to say….. Interrupting my thoughts the man said,”No worries I pretty much understand this well” giving me a small smile & suddenly changing it into a cold and stoic face ... .hmmp… Mr.Coldy. 

He looks so good while smiling… wait, what am I even thinking!?? Anaa you should really have control your hormones girl… and then these mood swings make me sad….  I really don’t understand what's been happening with me from some days. Sometimes I am completely a jolly person and in the very next second I change into an angry bird.

Sudden mood swings are really shocking and it’s not like I never really knew what’s happening with me and what was it but what makes me more confused is that I never really had mood swings then why now? 

Some days ago, I consulted a Doctor who came to the conclusion of calling me hysterical. Seriously? But I don’t think so. If they would’ve been in my shoes they would’ve understood what I am craving for, I only needed their love, care, attention and support. Not their money!

I was of 18 when I left from there & as soon as I was about to live, my little sister who was no longer the same kiddo but a matured teen, stopped me and asked me to think twice…I gently bent and said, “Don’t worry Inayat, I promise you that I won’t forget you & instead, I will visit you & be in touch with you… Just be careful, my dear” She curiously asked, “But is it so important for you to go?” Tears were visible in her eyes and I could somehow notice that she was trying her level best to not burst out crying in front of me. She really has grown up because holding back your sorrow means that he or she doesn’t want to show their weakness in front of someone. 

I knew all about her, still I was helpless myself, I felt miserable for the same, I gently spoke to her,”Every girl dreams to run away from her home… Not for love but for freedom… freedom of doing things she admires and dreams of, doing something which she knows that her parents won’t allow, experimenting and experiencing from it.” I knew that somewhere in my heart I wanted to stay with her. I wanted to console her and say, ‘Don’t worry, I ain’t going anywhere, I am with you’ But i also knew that it certainly is not possible neither is it plausible. I could somehow feel that she get the fact of me running away from the house and at that time I knew that my sister can be as mature as a 25 year old although she’s still a teen, yes of course she’s the same little kiddo who used to cry if she didn’t got her favourite dress, in fact she has always been childish but today I couldn’t help but to swell in pride. And her next sentence really took  me to the next level of prideness, “Don’t worry about me…. Please take care of yourself and be careful because if they find you then the situation can worsen.” The next thing I remember doing was giving her a quick peck on her forehead and running as fast as I could from that place.