All of her days, she chose to be obedient. She did not cry for attention, but an obedient daughter, and a loving sister she wanted to be. She put aside all rebellious thoughts of a teenager. Those thoughts were built in clouds, never into actions.
She said 'No' almost conventionally to alcohols, cigarettes and drugs. People laughed at her chicken-heart. The debate concerned not her boldness; she adhered to the rule parents know best for their children. How could you say no when the greatest pleasure of indulgence left you defeated? Her expression of discontent ended to illogical arguments. Whom should stand for her; whom did she have, but families who discriminated her beliefs.
Their never-good-enough comments were deafening. "Am I, any worse than the son who crashed your credits on self-destructive pleasures? Am I, any worse than the daughter who ran away to a foreign land to a stranger?"
"How could you not accept me?"
the other daughter.
Came by here after seeing the link over at Ip. Short, meaningful pieces make for a good read.
ReplyDeleteNice one, teacher :) Cheers!