Monday, 3 February 2014

A land far away

It was the ticking sound of the clock's second's hand and creaking sound of the rocking chair. But she paid heed to none, sitting in front of fire in her father's study all alone. She was staring blank at her late mother's painting at the wall. It’s been 3 years but seem like yesterday, she has passed away leaving behind these two girls only. Alice's mother was an intelligent lady, on her death bed she advised Alice to take care of Ann like a mother, although she was only 16 at that time but her mother knew their father won't be able to nurture them like a mother.

She forgot the promise she made with her mother and she was now feeling to punished. Alice was left deranged and demolished. She cried a lot, but now the tears have dried out. And in that dark room she was now picking up those shattered pieces of hers, she has been shredded before, and now again. This will be the last time, from now on she will not break, and she will not shed a tear. This is the last time she was sitting in a dark room, she was just re-newing that 3 years' old promise with a new promise with herself; the moment she walk out this room, she won't look back and she won't go back.. 

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