The major requisite to be a nursery class volunteer is patience and of-course patience. Ebullient spirit of kids doesn’t exhaust at all . It was a dull Monday afternoon and I was asked to look after little innocent monsters gathered at the auditorium for some extracurricular activity.
“Court pronounces Mr. Roy Chaudhary and Ms Gallot divorced, giving the child’s custody to the father”.
The court adjourned announcing the verdict.
A bevy of journalists surrounded me .
“How do you feel about the divorce?
Ma’am ,what do you have to say about the verdict?
Do you have any future settlement plans?
Ma’am, people are saying that your ex-husband is getting married next month, is this true? ”
I was devoid of love to give and this was not me. I felt like I astrally projected out of my body and the one left and walking is someone else. Someone smart, bold but not me. I felt like I have exhausted my share of love to exchange and there is nothing left for me to give and take felt vacant of my strongest belief, love.
“Dad, I want to marry her”, she needs me.
“Are you out of your senses, you want to spend your life by a touched filth! She was raped, she is not pure. I forbid you to marry her .”
“Pure! Just because she was strangled by some psychopaths, she turns out to be a filth. I love her dad, I won’t let her fight this alone”
The first morning in exhilarating Shimla, I sneaked out of the balcony to have a fresh stretch of breath. The chill of hills and the warmth of the sun was a surreal combination that kissed my skin most pleasantly. It was a solo trip. My way of rejuvenating my spirit was to take a week off from anything and everything and spend quality time with myself. This time I chose Hills.
‘Mc Donalds, I am loving it’ it read. It twinkled in his eyes, while he stared at the yellow-red charm spilled to him. Looking through the transparent glass of Mc Donalds, he saw kids and adults chattering something and eating their burgers happily.