Her

Amidst the crowd, just like many others, she realised that she was lost. She had run her way successfully till now, with minimal amount of problems that she could handle on her own. Little did she know that God had other plans for her.

She was not allowed to complain. She was bound by responsibilities. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere. At times she thought that she should give up and leave. Just run away. It would make life simpler. She hated for not having an ordinary life. She hated for not having problems just like any other girl. She pushed days, one after other, hoping for the best and with the thought that this is just a phase. Her problem was that she tried to keep everyone, but herself, happy. She thought she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders and that she was responsible to make things right. All she needed was someone to care for her too. She craved for a normal life. But normal, they say, is cliché. 

All that happens, happens for good. She realised that she was born for something more. The worst of times helped her to discover the best of her. She was not lost. She was starting a whole other journey, whole another life. There is this beautiful thing called hope, that kept her alive.

Through these times, she realised how brave and strong she was. She realised that she is more than enough to take care of herself. She is a fighter. She had the willpower of her mother and stubbornness of her father and a dream of her own. And the most important thing, she had belief. She knew that one day things are going to fall in place, just like she wanted them to be, she is going to live her dream, she is going to be happy, she is going to run wild, she is going to beat the shit out of everything, make herself heard, be extremely proud about herself and make a place for herself in the world, all on her own. 

And the day was not far. :-)

Mayura Prabhudesai
March 8, 2017