A chevy Impala purrs as it gradually comes to a halt, its wheels gliding smoothly over the asphalt. These sounds all together create the rhythm that a girl awaits everyday around this very time and like everyday she runs down to meet a beloved that would soon come into the house rushing with the same zeal as her in the anticipation to meet her.
"Good evening Father!" The girl greets the tall man with a brimming enthusiasm.
From afar a pair of eyes watch as the beautiful brunette hugs the life out of Mr. Werner and receives a kiss at the place where her shining tresses begin. Its a sight to behold and the woman does her best not to summon her husband further into the house to meet her too. She is afraid to break the magical moment her husband and daughter share at the foyer, so she smiles a beautiful smile slips away into the kitchen to prep for the night's dinner table.
Her bangles dangle as she works her way in the kitchen emptying pots after pots into fancy crockery that would soon be making their way to be feasted over. Today is quite a special day and so the extra special arrangements. Every food item is made keeping in mind the flavours her daughter Marriane relishes with an enthusiasm that surpasses the capacity of a delicate girl like her.
Today Marriane has achieved a great milestone, she has completed her college with flying colours and her father will be granting her anything she wishes for and Mrs.Werner can't wait to know what Marriane will wish for.
Soon, the family is digging into the mouthwateringly scrumptious meal Mrs. Werner spent her whole day preparing, delving into the decadence of the mutton casserole, raspberry Panna Cotta, eleven spice chicken quesadillas, halloumi bites, and what not!
But when the three week fermented magnum grape wine, Mrs. Werner prepared especially for this occasion is brought out and not an ounce of the nights feast remains in the dishes, everyone on the table knows what it's time for.
"I couldn't have been made happier. The little girl that took her first steps with her fist clutching my finger, is now a grown up lady entering a new phase of her life. I wish you luck and success my dear, as you tackle the forthcoming chapters of your life. Now for the that wish I promised. Ask away."
There's a hesitance on Marriane's features, her lips smiling but quivering, her eyes shining but uncertain. Although the girl's uninhibited demeanor falters for just a split second, Mrs. Werner takes notice. Her yearning to know her daughter's wish growing, but a fear gnawing at her, for she can now understand why her features contorted to those of someone apologetic but not entirely. The features of someone who is about to ask for something rightfully there's but not truly, for the shackles of an unbinding force that is seismically cruel, does not allow it. Which more often than not is a part played by the none other than the society.
"I want to be a lawyer. Please, Papa let me be a lawyer like you." Says Marriane knowing full well that her Father can promise her anything but that. However, why? As to that she does not understand and neither are her parents keen at making her understand that.
Hearing Marriane's request, Mr. Werner's orbs grow and he shakes his head unaccepting of the demand.
"He looks guilty." Marriane thinks as she scrutinizes the fading handsome of her father's face. "But why?" She can't help but ask herself.
The ethereality of the moments spent has waned quicker than any would expect.
A surge of fury rushes to her in a wave, and Marriane's composed disposition finally breaks. Breaks because she can not take it anymore, she can not feign unbotheredness when she knows how the disapproval of her parents to let her fulfill the dreams she has yearned to morph into her reality is affecting her. All that and no reasonable alibi has reached her. Not ever.
In the spur of the moment's intensity, she bangs her fists against the table, the crockery cluttering dangerously from the hit the table took, and a single tear trickles down Marriane's glowing cheek.
"Everytime father." She whispers, hurt lacing her features, and just as she is about to run away to let lose of the growing frustration as it falls through her in the form of flowing tears, her father calls out to her.
...to be continued*
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