SOUND

She came walking by the streets in a hurry to reach her home and rang the bell…. 

‘Sounds’, we say are a very fascinating thing…. 

sounds of birds chirping, sounds of people laughing, music we listen to…. 

but when she reached home she could just listen to a obnoxious sound coming from that one room which she generally did not like to enter…. 

Her dad’s voice being dominant and her mom being endurable was the only state she had ever seen her parents… 

Does that one drink do so much harm to anyone?, was a question that came to her mind… Will my dad never stop fighting? Will my mom ever be happy?  

She never knew what a normal family looks like as she was expected to get matured at a very early age…. 

The flames of that fiery sound would even touch her sometimes and her mom defended her like nobody did taking up all the flames to herself… 

Expectations of wants being fulfilled was far away as she had to struggle even for her needs… 

Seeing her mom working in these devastated conditions took away her feeling of ecstasy…

Days passed on and things didn’t change but now she decided to change as it was enough…. 

Sounds which she hated became worse day by day….  being a daughter made her struggle harder then she expected….. 

People generally struggle for a luxurious life whereas she did for a normal life… 

At that moment she decided to herself to raise up and fight against her life… 

Life knocks us down but that is the time given to you to rise up again and achieve what you want… 

She had fire in her eyes and strength in her believes…

Aim high to live high and jus let the fear fly…  Moved by her decisions,  her mom was proud of her and could finally smile… 

And the tears said, ‘Not all the sounds are meant to be heard and all of that sadness just got blurred’…..  ❣️