It said :hi I am sorry if I hurted you. My father was in army when I was small. I meet with an accident around that time the doctors treated me without giving anesthesia. It sent my mind into shock, and I screamed so loud, I ended up losing my voice. Doctors speculated that only another shock will bring my voice back or I would have to be taken to specialist in New York. I couldn't get admission in any normal school as they considered me handicap and recommend to get me special education. But my parents were against it as I was born normal. Some how I got the admission in school in my grandpa 's town. The credit goes to my grandpa he was the ex-principal of the school. My father took voluntary retirement from army and started a business with his friend. My parents were hoping to be able to earn money so that they can take me to New York. But sometimes destiny has its own plans, my father 's friend cheated on him. My grandpa also passed away,my father has to take a job of manager in Mr Thomas' s tea garden. Mr Thomas is a generous person seeing our financial condition he allowed us to live in his out house. Mr Thomas had a daughter of my age, we became good friends her name is Sandra now we were being considered as family members. Sandra would drop me to school in her car, we were bestee so Sandra never told anything about me to anyone.
After getting my degree I wanted to apply for a job but my mother didn't want me to leave the city before I was cured. It was not easy to get appointment from the doctor, some how we got the appointment after a year. Meantime to distract myself I started writing a novel, I was enjoying it. With in six months I wrote two novels, my father wanted them to get published. But the small city publisher were not ready to take the risk of publishing new writer's novels. Publishers were asking for money to publish the novels, my father gave money from the savings. Now for treatment we were little short of money and decided to take the loan. Seeing my excellent academic qualifications everyone thought that I would get good job after my treatment
And can take the job in any city, in a good company, with my salary I can easily repay my debts.
But------- you know, what happened next, were still short of money even after selling my two novels. Now I wrote my third novel which was published without any difficulty and this was the best seller novel. Thank you because of you I turned to be a writer, after two days I am going to New York for my treatment. Pray to God that my voice may return, so that I will not have to hurt anyone. One more thing I don't want most of the people to know about my disability and hear pitty words,so I wear headphones. I held the paper tightly in my hands crumpling it. My eyes started tearing up, I wanted to look up, to say something, anything to apologize. But by the time I did, she was long gone.
Ruchi jain