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February 15th • 3

- It wasn't a Petty Crime - 

Tuesday

February 15th, 1995

Dear Diary,

I was at Disha Medical University's​ main office in the evening. I filled out the form of entrance exam and got Jammu as the examination center. I checked the fare of bus and train to Jammu from Delhi, both were too expensive for me to afford. 

I returned home, asked my mother for money. Her face turned pale, she said that she'll talk to father, and of course he refused. 

In the river of fulfilling my dream, my mother is my boat and my father is the river's drag force. 

My mother has always been so supportive of me. Being a girl child father always neglected me, my mother really is my hero. Grandmother used to say that my mother was the strongest woman she ever met.

I was sad, I didn't know what to do, I wanted to give the exam. For fare's money, I stole money from my father's wallet, a petty crime which led to my grandmother ill health. The money which I stole was for grandmother's MRI test. When I told her what I did, she traced my face smoothly, she smiled and tears went down my eyes. She said she'll get the MRI done in the next month. I smiled as I held her hand, and said sorry.