Love, a four letter word that only exists in paperbacks, easily confessed by any one but hardly ever backed up. For someone like me who grew up in a setting where responsibility outweighs emotions, I'll say love is just a farce that some ancient folks coined to fool humans.
You most probably are wondering why my view towards this hard felt emotion is so shallow and bleek, Well, let's just blame it on the universe.
Being the first daughter in the family can mean a lot of things, including carrying some legacy that you have totally no idea about until you can tell right from wrong.
My father abandoned us when I was 5 years old , so I had just the loving care of my mum .
Do I miss him? hmmm, Maybe but I was too young to remember how he looked like so it didn't really matter.
My mum did a great job in molding me into the woman I am gradually becoming- her young perfected self, and I must confess, she definitely deserves some accolades.
Growing up in a home where the only friends I had were my books and movie set, believe me, it was the best childhood ever. Don't get me wrong, I really liked the life back then, just not any more. I don't know what kinda metamorphosis it was that brought about this new identity, but what I do know is that things are certainly about to get better.
"Annie!!!"My mum's voice sure rang louder than the old sanctuary 's bell. "Coming ma," I responded, making my way down the stairs.
She was gazing at me with this "you are the best gift God gave to me " look and I was really starting to get curious. "what is it mum?", I was barely able to ask the question
when she stretched and handed a small envelope to me.
'What could be in there', I wondered, as I checked its contents to ease my curiosity.
I suddenly let out a joyful shout, leaping and almost knocking down a glass cup in the process. I got in!, I got in!!... I couldn't pull myself together, the joy was too enormous to contain. My dreams were finally coming true, I felt so proud of me.
Days became weeks , and soon it was time for me to leave the only home I knew , to go into some strange land. I've waited for this day all my life, but now that it came, it felt all too sudden.
You bet my mum already packed loads of advice and corrections and preventive measures and countermeasures, you name it.
'Deep breaths Annie, deep breaths , you'll be fine', I said to myself. My mum assisted me in packing my box and other stuff, as she saw me off to the bus station.
'It's time to go', my mum whispered in my ears as she hugged me tight. 'Don't forget all I taught you', . I tried to fight back the hot tears that were already welling up in my eyes, but I knew there was no changing my mind.
'Goodbye mum'.
With one last gaze at her, I got into the vehicle and my journey began...
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