Meeting

*Meeting *

It's been two weeks after my discharge from the hospital. I didn’t return back to him as per my mother’s decision. It wasn’t only her decision but mine too, but she is been more vocalized in this matter when I was in emotions and pain. I was like take me anywhere but nowhere near him.

Since then, I’m living with my parents. Both of them were taking good care of me. More than my dad it was mom who would run to attend me not waiting for the nurse whenever she heard a single sound of pain from my mouth. It was like her whole earth revolves around me.

They tried their best to make me feel comfortable and I put an act to smile when I can feel the sense of void inside me. I can’t talk about it to anyone, not even to my parents. They will be in pain to know that I’m broken beyond repair.

I stuck in a deep breath.

With god’s grace my health has recovered speedily. Now I can freely move around the house without any assistance of my dad and mom. But still, I keep my movement slow.

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