Scars

3

                                          Aaradhya

Home.

I always wondered where my home is when I was young.

And I never believed in parent’s house and in laws house theory.

So I had googled it when I was studying in second year.

The place where you live or you feel that you belong.

So I bought this apartment when I was financially stable.

Now I can proudly say that this is the place where I live.

And I feel that I belong here only because of her.

Sasha my sister.

I love her.

But right now I hate her.

Because right now she is thinking about the proposal those two walking-talking atrocious to mankind midgets proposed.

There is only a thin line between being kind hearted and foolish.

And right now my sister is one the edge of crossing that line.

“He is thirty nine” I say stressing my vocals while telling his age.

“Eleven years elder than you” I state.

I never wanted to have this conversation.

I thought she will deny this alliance.

“I don’t see a problem in it unless he is nice person” she says glancing at me.

“He has two kids” I say grimacing at the thought already.

I hate kids.

“Kids are adorable” she speaks smiling at the thought.

“He won’t let you work” I scream having had enough.

That does it.

That stops her.

“I ran a background check on him he just needs a caretaker for his family di and he is huge chauvinist” I say my voice turning heavy getting flashbacks of her first marriage discussion.

They had said they would let her study further.

Support her.

Nothing sort of it happened.

“Okay tell them I refused for this alliance” she says her voice low.

I hug her.

After few moments she leaves me saying she needs space.

I already miss her warmth.

I realized I get easily attached to people.

I am an emotionally weak person.

But no one needs to know that.

People around me were not nice people except few which helped me not get emotionally involved into any relationship.

And the only good person I have already got me attached badly.

Though she currently seems emotionally unavailable for me.

I know she is desperately searching for a job.

But that won’t happen unless she comes out of her shell.

Unless she goes out for job interviews instead of searching for them on the internet.

But it’s not my place to tell her.