Ten

Antara's POV

Dear Diary

Is it so hard to understand someone. Why God? Why? Isn't it funny that if something happens wrong with us then we start blaming God for it. I know, even that almighty would be fed up with me. Instead of solving my problems I end up crying over it but what can I do dear diary, I am all alone.

We are often surrounded by a lot of people, but only few of them really understand and appreciate us. We humans are greedy-- for love, for appreciation, for friendship,

for affection and when we don't get that desired love we start questioning our existence.

Is it so hard to follow our dreams. I have always obeyed the orders of my family like an obedient daughter, but when it was time for me to follow my dreams I was asked to shut up.

Since childhood, I was an obedient daughter, helpful sister, loving friend, hardworking and sincere student but when will I be myself. When?

From past two days I have not gone to school. I have to complete the syllabus as well if not then my smart ass students will start complaining.

If you ask why I am caged inside the four walls of my house then it's because I decided to stood up for my dreams and as usual my elders started mocking me.

What is there to mock? It hurts you know.

I had always one dream, and that was to become a renowned author but maybe dreams are never meant to be fulfilled.

In this Chaos of my life I unexpectedly met or should I say that someone texted me. Honestly he is a mystery to me but whatever it is it's beautiful.

Frankly I was a bit angry at him for comparing me with those materialistic girls, but then after some time I realized from where his opinions were coming.

Poor guy had a bad experience in love.

As far as I remember these two days I have done nothing instead of sleeping in my warm bed under my fluffy blankets. I haven't even checked my texts.

Has he messaged me or not?

Should I check?

Off course I should. It's my phone after all.

Yes.