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- Selfish Dream -

Saturday

June 17th, 1995

Dear Diary,

Now, I had to choose between my family and my dream. And I choose my job, the step stone towards my dream. I don't know what came upon me. At that moment my dream became more than my family, my Dadi. I didn't realise my dream was making me selfish

On reaching his house, Kartik again scolded me. I quickly invested myself into my work. He kept on staring me. I felt uncomfortable. I adjusted my chunni. For a moment it was like was like déjà vu. He came near me in the kitchen. I was afraid when he approached me. He said to make coffee. I was relived. I rushed through the work and told him that I was leaving and he caught my hand. I panicked. "At least, drink the coffee you made. It's too much for me. I can't drink it all by myself" he said to me. 

I said that I don't drink coffee and rushed to home to see my Dadi being...

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