Background of the story

It was 9 in the evening. Aadhira was finally done with her household chores and went to the terrace to get some fresh air, or you can say, to cry her heart out without letting anyone know.

It had become normal for her, almost like a routine, to cry at least twice a week because all the thoughts she used to avoid would attack her all at once.

She was crying very hard. Although she wanted to yell, but she limited it to noiseless sobs only to not let anyone know about it. Her breath became heavier with every sob until she heard a voice: "Aadhira, come down. Everybody is ready to have dinner. Have it now , or else you'll be late tomorrow."

She quickly wiped her tears, washed her face, and went downstairs with a big smile to help her mother serve dinner.

"They were having dinner when another argument erupted between her parents, this time over money. The argument quickly escalated, bringing up other unresolved issues. Eventually, like every other day, her father stormed out angrily.

Aadhira's PoV

At 11 Pm

It's been almost 2 years since I've been trying to gather myself and come up with a sustainable future plan. But I always end up in a bad situation. It's been 6 months since my mom had a paralysis attack. Although she's fine now but I can't risk her health by telling her what's going on with me, even though she knows everything.

Because obviously I can't hide it completely from her.

Uugh...

I used to be such a dreamy, bubbly and cheerful girl . Look how much I've changed now.

I guess that's what life does to us, right?

Two years ago, after completing my 12th, I was so happy and excited about clearing the entrance exam for my dream college, Delhi University.

I was overjoyed that day, knowing that despite everything happening at home, I had made it. I was the only one in my friend circle to achieve this. I thought I was on my way to my dream life.

But it all shattered in a second when My father said, "No, I can't send you to Delhi for graduation."

"But papa, it was my dream," I said, tears streaming down my face.

"But I don't have the money for your 'stupid' dreams," he replied coldly.

"But papa, it's a government college. I can try for a scholarship too," I pleaded.

"But still, I won't let you go," he insisted.

"But papa, why?" I asked, my voice shaking with emotion.

"Because I don't want it, and it's my final decision. No further arguments" he said sternly.

I felt my heart sink as I realized that my dreams were being crushed by my father's refusal.

Coming back to now , I am studying Bcom from here in Ranchi unwillingly because I had no choice, and I still don't know what my future holds.

All my friends are doing great in their lives. Some of them are going to big universities for masters. One of them has gone abroad after clearing an exam, and the two of them are preparing to become CAs.

And here I am, in the last semester of my college, completely clueless about my future.

Because deep down, I'm exhausted from dreaming. I've always wanted to do MBA from IIM, but what if my father stands in the way again and doesn't allow it?

I'm not a coward, I can fight for my dreams, but what about my mom and Ansh, my brother ?

I'm putting everything in God's hands, trusting that He has something wonderful planned for me! 🙏