"Priya! Get up soon u r getting late for school" My mom shouted from Kitchen, throwing utensils here n there. But winter breeze pulling me towards bed just like magnet. I covered my head by blanket again and closed my eyes. Suddenly, I felt something rubbish. Someone is touching my foot. I have been scared a lot but didn't shown any movement for a while. Again I heard voice of my mom "Priya!", at that moment the sensation of my foot stopped. I thought this is the chance to get up so I got up n sat on bed then I saw who is standing at that place ? .. It was my dad. I gave a fake smile at him but broken from inside. He said "get up get up , u r getting late".
I was totally frustrated at that moment. I have lost my temper but infront of mom I have to act like nothing . I wanted to cry a lot. So I kept hot water inside the bathroom and went inside. I locked the door . Watched me in mirror, my eyes slowly filled with tears and everything went black because I covered my face with my both hands, slowly I sat down and broke into tears. I kept one hand on mouth so that crying voice should not be out another hand used to whip my tears . But it was the time to come out of bathroom because am getting late for school. I just changed my clothes and washed my face and acted like bathing then I have to empty the hot water bucket. Then I came out and got ready for school. Me and my brother "Sri" Waited for the school bus. He asked Why r u so silent today?" I just wanted to tell him but am not think so he was grown up to understand my problem. I feel him as my own kid and I feel him so innocent so that I don't want to tell unwanted and adolescent topics to him. I said "nothing". Girls nothing always means a lot.
I sat in window's seat. The cool air n the song in the bus made my mood somewhat better. It was Andhaman and Nicobar Islands. My father is employed in Army. Frequent transfer leads to change my school often .I always scared to talk with boys, I felt if a father can behave like this then ofcourse how can we believe others. I am studying in class 4th now. Am not so mature to understand this kind a things. I thought may be everyone's father behave like same. I felt it may be common. I felt no one shares. I kept always silence in school. Never talked with anyone for 2 or 3 weeks. Days went similarly. But never felt alone because their is lot to think and to manage my situation. I felt my bitter days will change soon if I courage to say about this to my mom... But every time I fail to say. Because I don't know how to start. Mind says 'U should inform to ur mom' but heart says ' their will be lots of problem and ur father is so clever he make all to blame u for this' Heart never listens to Mind.