Mon's POV.
I shifted to my new home this afternoon. I haven't unpacked anything yet, because I won't need to.
Looking at the structure of the house, it seems that the owner of the house has sold the house at a very low price. In addition to two bedrooms, a living room, dining space, a kitchen, a storeroom, there is also a large multi-purpose room on the roof.
One thing is clear from the structure that the house was built for personal use.
The east side bedroom which is also the master bedroom has a corridor with a glass sliding door. That is, when the sun rises through the darkness of the night in the morning, the first glimmer of the morning sun will fall in this room. And there is no doubt that the scene will be much more enchanting.
But it will not be possible for me to see that scene. Because standing on the railing of the roof, I'm just thinking of one thing, another step, and I'll be released from this world.
Just one last step.........
A FEW HOURS EARLIER
Today is the 1st of August.
Today I will shift to another house.
Landlady Ms. Juli is standing to say goodbye. I met her two years ago when I first came to this house. She has been living alone since her son moved abroad.
I was never close to her. But whenever she came for rent, she would cook something nice for me. Maybe she thought of me as her son.
I went to her and handed her the key. She took the key and wished me a happy birthday. Her eyes were moist. I said goodbye to her and to take care of herself.
I got in the cab and mentioned for the driver to leave.
She stood with the key in her hand. I kept looking at my house until the cab moved far away from the house.
I almost forgot it’s my birthday. I turned 18 today. My parents aren't with me on my birthday like every time. Maybe they don't even notice today is their son's birthday. I don't expect them to remember my birthday either.
Mom-Dad has to stay overseas most of the time for business. If at any time they come here, just to say that even this time they will not be able to spend time with me.
They were always this busy. So I have remained all alone since my childhood till now.
The driver woke me up and said we have reached the destination. I didn’t realize it when I fall asleep. I got out of the cab and looked at my new home. I got the house key from the landlord earlier. I entered the house with my luggage.
After some days my college will start and this home is near the college. I got a chance in the language department.
I was looking at the house and my phone rang. It was my dad. As soon as I picked up the phone, he said angrily,
"By whose permission did you change the house?"
"Dad, this house is near my college and......"
" I saw the result of your college entrance exam, aren't you ashamed to talk to me after such a bad result!" He said before I could finish my talk.
"I have decided that you will not stay there anymore, I will send you abroad where you will study business."
"But dad we have talked about this before, I told you I don’t want to study business."
"After bowing my head with such a bad result, you still dare to argue with me! I don’t want to hear anything. You will do as I say. We'll pick you up tomorrow." he cut off the call.
I threw the phone on the ground. I keep grumbling in anger. I have done everything that they ask me to do since my childhood. Never denied anything. Never asked why. Did I ask anything massive? All I want is not to study business. Can't I even take such a decision of my own life?
He is ashamed of me. Why? Because my result was not good! Did he ask for once why my result was not good!
Because I couldn't take an exam. I was sick the night before. I didn't have the strength to get out of bed. I had no one to take care of me. I was all alone.
Alone since my childhood. Yet they don’t bother about me. I have no friend, no relative. Do they even know how I had spent my days till now? Do they know how pitiful it is to live alone?
I have none to share my feelings. Do I even have any feelings? I forgot when I last shared my feelings with someone.
What is the benefit of living such a life! Isn't death more comfortable than living such a life?
Suddenly my mind stops working.
The people who are supposed to care, never even bothered to ask if I was okay. Nobody cares about me. All that care is just for the show.
Suddenly I became silent.
I climb to the roof.
Light air touches my body and blows away. I stood up at the railing and looked down.
So it is the ending of my life....
The whole environment is very quiet..
Just a gentle breeze and
I jumped off the roof.
Before I knew it, my head was on the ground and my eyes were slowly closing....
The wind keeps blowing...........
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