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After her brother's message. She started Voobling the things she wanted. After all her tiresome efforts, she didn't found any reliable course and university to join in.
As vexed as she, fell back on her bed and sighed, "I guess, it's good if I take medicine branch. Atleast I can take a 5 years of resting period." Never knew! She is just stuck in her tangled brain cells.
"But it is not made for me. I can'tjust join like that... Aaah~ What should I do now?!" Poor her! She didn't able to make any decision. Texted her brother about her situation. No replies as he is busy.
In the depression to live freely and independent, she sang a song with deep sorrowful voice...
@Alas! Will I ever be free?
@I just wanted a life.
@To live it fully.
@Without regrets.
@The darkness I'm in, is suffocating.
@Clenched in my father's tight fist.
@Can't I live freely?
@Can I not fly like a free bird?
@How to melt the stone in the heart?
@Will I ever break the golden shackles tied down by my neck?
@Where can I find love?
@Alas! Will I ever be free at all?
Atlast! The time for her father and brother to reach home came. She dolled herself. Decided that whatever she wants she is gonna have it.
Not like normal days, her father came very late. Miyara and Miram waited for him.
It became midnight. No trace of father's arrival. But it is normal for him. Miyara waited for him at the main door. Soon she fell asleep.
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Next morning. She jolted suddenly from her bed. When she realized that she slept even before her father's return. She took a bath and had a change of clothes. Made herself prepared to talk to her father, standing infront of the mirror she practiced her speech words.
Soon she went down stairs, to the dining room. Her brother and father were having breakfast. She joined them. Even before she started to eat, she started mumbling, "Father that I-"
Mr. Fitzgerald put down his spoon and fork cross in the plate, following the dinning etiquette saying 'Stop!'
While getting up from his chair and walking towards the main hall he said, "Miyara, have your breakfast for now. I'm ready to hear you." After a few steps, he stopped and slightly turned his head so that only his eyes can be seen as he is watching her, he said, "Got it?"
She gulped her anxiety, nodded her head and started to eat. Completed her food in a jiffy and went back to her father.
Even before her father could sit in his exclusively extravagant chair, which is only made for him and no one dares to take a glance at all, and he just rests on it everyday after the breakfast.
Miyara came to him. He was astonished at her fastness and her determination to get a small freedom. She was never like that. On seeing her determination and confidence her father agreed finally.
"So what did you decided?" Mr. Fitzgerald asked her curiously. When she was about to say, he asked another one, "Where do you wanna go? Where do you wanna study? How? And finally FOR HOW LONG?"
After hearing to all those questions, she felt nauseous. As her father waiting for her answer and this is her life deciding thing about her freedom and all, she saw her brother and filled herself with courage and confidence. Both brother and sister nodded their head as wishing and accepting 'All the Best' for her reasoning to her father.
She isn't prepared for her life deciding exam, and it is not descriptive type but VIVA - VOCE! Face to face. With the most dangerous and fearful person in her life.
"I decided to study literature." As soon as she completed with her answering the question, she realized 'What the hell! What did I said! I'm screwed for sure this time.' Her internal screams roared unconditionally.
"Hahahhahahaha... What am I hearing? Are you for real?" After hearing to her father's heartfelt laughter, she relieved but stayed away from jumping to conclusion as she felt it awkward. 'What happened! Why is father laughing like that? I'm scared. How did I said it? Aah! Now what!' She forgot the surroundings and about to faint.
"Well done! That's a good thing. You have choosen a very fine and interesting course to join. I'm satisfied. You can do as you want." Mr. Fitzgerald pulled Miyara close to him and hugged her. "My daughter has grown up." Saying this he patted her head. The amazed as Miyara as Miram.
'Oh god! Am I dreaming or any thing? My father... he granted my request? Just like that? How can it be?' Miyara fell in dilema. Miram left to his room to throw up his stomach.