So just when everyone was enjoying and laughing about this and that I called on my dad. “Daddy, why don’t I have a mother? “. There was silence, no one could say a thing. Finally my father gathered his strength, I guess he was not ready for the question but he couldn’t avoid it now. He sat me on his lap and asked me a question too. “do you want to see your mother? “.. Of course daddy! Oh! I have been waiting for this moment, thought to myself. I was so excited but I didn’t want to show it lest I hurt my father’s feelings. We discussed about it and we came up with a date. I could not sleep, I could not wait for December to come, let alone Monday so I could tell my friends about me visiting my mom.
You would think I was alone, no I wasn’t, I had a big brother who was not bothered by anything or maybe so I thought. He was the most humble, so protective and the love of my life. Our characters were so different. I was the noisy one and the most annoying, So for everything he depended on me. So I told him about our mom and her whereabouts and how we are going to visit her during school holidays in December, he flushed a smile at the corner of his mouth.. I knew he was excited too.
December came and we were ready to board. We drove for about 200 km and reached our destination, but I was so disappointed…. 😞
