- My End -
Sunday
June 4th, 1995
Dear Diary,
Until today I had never seen crocodiles cry. Somehow I felt that the atmosphere was too calm for someone's death. Dadi was genuinely sad everyone else including father was just there because of societal rules.
The day passed, night arrived, I was confused whether to tell about the taxi driver or not. I was scared and sad, my mother passed away, I nearly got raped. What is happening! Am I so worthless, if I try to do something for me, nothing works out, I went to give a test and couldn't even catch a-fuc-a- train.
My mother had to die on the same day that I had to go - What the hell am I saying! I'm blaming my mother! What the hell is up with me! Sorry mummy. This life of mine is-is nothing but a burden, I-I want to- I want to...
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ChickLitA poignant tale of a self-blaming girl, written in form of diary entries and set in the late 1990s of India. A girl whose life is filled with sorrow and regret, finally gets a chance to give an entrance exam for fulfilling her dream of becoming a d...
