When I die….

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  It’s amazing how people search for adventure in their lives 
May be because we are humans and we are never happy with whatever we have and always dream for something we want our lives to be...

But always give a second thought to your feelings or your life may turn into a disaster.
Stories are good only when you read it but when you are a part of that story, trust me …..You feel like your character should have been deleted .Because life becomes nothing more than a room where you have been forcefully trapped and there is no way to get out...You shout , shout a lot but no one listens because the story is so interesting that others enjoy and you become an enjoyment…


This story starts from a railway station……
Winters and a big city...They were four and it was midnight. Two of them were adults and other two were teens. They were family and could do anything to run from that hell created by one among them and find a safe place which was not heaven but at least not a hell where every day felt like not living it anymore. That night was bizarre...
‘Pa, where are we going?’  , asks Anaya warily, ‘and why are you leaving our home all alone…just because it can’t talk, can’t walk like us...pa take it along with us or they will kill my home..Those people will kill it, they are cruel and ruthless, they were behind us but we can run...But what about our home, paa take it along with us paa’ she asks in her most discouraging voice.
‘That home is not ours anymore, it’s not ours, you have to live with this reality, it would be better if you realize it sooner…for now we need to run away as far as possible because I want to see you three grow up like normal children and live a normal life and for the same you need to forget this city and your home’ Mrs.  Sashay replies! Meanwhile Mr. Sashay was sitting lifelessly on back seat of that monster car and pain of wrongs done by him sealed his mouth as if he would end his life right now!

Wind, people and thousand of running buses, cars and newly introduced metro trains waived goodbye to Anaya as if this was an end...And she would never turn up in this city, once she leaves. But she hardly paid attention to them because it was fear, agony and pain that wrapped her heart …fear of people not recognizing their family …agony of injustice done to them and pain of everything that was leaving behind!
 This never ending night seemed to be the worst enemy of her and finally when they reached railway station, all she wished for was that train ,catching it as soon as possible  and getting  rid of that night. Finally train arrived and so did a new hope of starting a new life but that night  turned Anaya  into a mature adult of 15.She compelled herself to erase everything..Every thought that linked her to past but she could not...New city was waiting for her but she was waiting for that day when she would come back to this city!

P.S –This may be a fiction reality and these are just few lines. I know my blog goes unnoticed most of the time, may be because I don’t write much but all thanks to my   dear diary. …you are my most precious thing. This internet world can never dare to replace you!










































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