Waiting for her to write again
Part-4
I didn’t want to go outside, but there were many days I didn’t meet my friend, so I went to the park to meet Rahul. I saw him he was excited to meet me. When he saw me, He moved towards me as if he had found heaven. But my facial expression was different, and he noticed that very easily. He knows very well, why I was down. So he starts to console me. He said, "Hey, don’t feel so down, yaar; you should focus on your university admission. You can’t leave your admission because of her".
I disagreed with him, so I replied, "This is not the matter as you are thinking. I will fill out the form for university admission. I am not going to leave it. So don’t worry".
He said, "When?????
I know you want to know why she is not writing, but don’t increase the weight of this question. You have to support your mother, and for that, you have to focus on your studies and career. So......"
I cut his sentence and said, "I know what you are trying to say to me, and I agree with you; for a few days of friendship, I can’t ignore important things."
After hearing this, he put his forearm on my shoulder and said, "You know everything thing very well then. Then Why do you not follow this? Why have you not filled out your university form?"
His question made me blank because I know I said all these but my heart felt something different. Every day, my brain creates different situations. That’s why she is not writing, and how can I start talking with her? I made many ideas, but all ideas ended with nothing except waiting. I know full focus on this may affect my career, but still, my heart doesn’t listen to me. I was fully lost in my thoughts. Suddenly, I heard a voice, and then I came out of my thoughts. My friend said, "Tomorrow is the last date to fill out the form, so let’s go to the cafe to fill it out, and I am not going to listen to any excuse you have to come with me."
After listening to him, I got a hundred voltage current because I thought I had sufficient time to fill out the form, but I was wrong. This thing forced me to think that if I continued this behaviour, I would never help my mom. She was the hero of my life, and after seeing her efforts and struggle, I want to help her; I want to share her pain; I want to share her struggles and tough times.
After all this, I went with my friend, filled out the university form, and made up my mind. I know I can’t erase memories of her, but I will try to focus on my studies and my writing skills.
Thank you for giving me your valuable time. I hope you love it.
