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TEENAGER
The sullen sky was still drizzling. Dark winds danced from one tree to another, one branch to another. It was a cold night. Genelia was reading the same line, a hundred times now. She was reading her chemistry book. The chapter was solid state. But her gaseous mind was strolling out into the liquid air. Possibly searching for an excuse. An excuse for not studying. An excuse for going and sitting awhile in her portico which overlooked a narrow lane. But, her strict mom will never allow this. She was supposed to study now. It was merely 8 by the wall clock.
Genelia was in her 11th standard. Grown up teenager. But she hated something. Something as in being matured. Being grown up. But she knew, she has to face this. She has to understand her responsibilities. She has to stand with her mother.
It has been almost a decade, her father had left them and had chosen a different life.
A different life. Yes...the one where Genelia and her mom was not fitting anymore. Mr D'costa, the manager of the Axis Bank had a literate surroundings and even more literate secretary, Miss Rehana.
Well, she was too young to know all these back then. But with flying time, she had to face the reality, know the unpleasant truth which happened years back.
Since then, a simple house maker, Mrs D' costa had to take up the responsibilities of her growing daughter and herself. It was her little family. Her arduous hands had worked day and night, stitching clothes, making crafts to sell in a shop nearby and many other such diddy jobs to earn her living and feed her little child.
A tough life for a woman who was in her late twenties back then. Lusty eyes gazed at her body as if she was a prey to suffice their hunger. Hunger for lust. Hunger for filth. Yet, she never paid much heed to these. She knew, she was amidst a battleground, and here the only thing she learned was, either do or die. She cannot back out. She was an orphan. No parents to support her. She was married off by her maternal parents. But they too were ignorant of her plight.
Years passed and Genelia grew up. She too had dreams. She too wanted to be a government officer. But she was scared of the world. Scared of the reality. Scared to step out alone. She was too dependent on the woman who never allowed even air to...
Genelia was in her 11th standard. Grown up teenager. But she hated something. Something as in being matured. Being grown up. But she knew, she has to face this. She has to understand her responsibilities. She has to stand with her mother.
It has been almost a decade, her father had left them and had chosen a different life.
A different life. Yes...the one where Genelia and her mom was not fitting anymore. Mr D'costa, the manager of the Axis Bank had a literate surroundings and even more literate secretary, Miss Rehana.
Well, she was too young to know all these back then. But with flying time, she had to face the reality, know the unpleasant truth which happened years back.
Since then, a simple house maker, Mrs D' costa had to take up the responsibilities of her growing daughter and herself. It was her little family. Her arduous hands had worked day and night, stitching clothes, making crafts to sell in a shop nearby and many other such diddy jobs to earn her living and feed her little child.
A tough life for a woman who was in her late twenties back then. Lusty eyes gazed at her body as if she was a prey to suffice their hunger. Hunger for lust. Hunger for filth. Yet, she never paid much heed to these. She knew, she was amidst a battleground, and here the only thing she learned was, either do or die. She cannot back out. She was an orphan. No parents to support her. She was married off by her maternal parents. But they too were ignorant of her plight.
Years passed and Genelia grew up. She too had dreams. She too wanted to be a government officer. But she was scared of the world. Scared of the reality. Scared to step out alone. She was too dependent on the woman who never allowed even air to...
