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  Ask an only daughter. This is what she said, "Parents dotted her. I played, cried, loved, laughed, learned." Did it all over and over again. There was a saying her mother  got her Kitchen Set. She played with it,  Till it was broken and she couldn't find a missing piece of it. Eventually, she grown-up.  A beautiful young lady. Sad to say that her parents, Did not have the same rate of growth. According to her parents, she should be in the Kitchen adoring it. As she did when she was younger. She did love to cook. Now it was her duty to cook. It was considered a duty and not a hobby. Who is she, if she can't cook.  Now she is forced to cook. Whoever feels like can order her around. She hates it more than anything. Because she is her. She is supposed to follow her duties at home. All of that will make her anyone but her. Who even are you? She is supposed to be gentle, well mannered. She is supposed to maintain her distance from boys. She is supposed to be married...

  Leaning outside in the hallway; waiting for results.  Nurse saying, "Doctor will be here any minute."  I think I have seen this before And I didn't like the ending. In my thoughts you are beautiful, smart,  taking your first steps, Creating beautiful art. You will always have my eyes, my wisdom. In my thoughts  I can see you grow  learn about my fav poet, and movies, and add them to the list. You are holding me and crying when,  the first time you broke your arm. In my thoughts, I can see you learn. You are all grown up. Now you can sell your art, to earn. Cracking up stupid jokes with your teen friends. Now I am some unknown, intruding in your life. In my thoughts, I can see you fallin' Falling in love For one, two, and hundreds of times. Breaking up.  There is no amount of crying,  I can do that for you. Nurse," You can step in." I can not walk, breathe in general I stood there.  After a while Doctor, "I am sorry that your wife and c...

  #SURVIVOR, Chapter one A day before the incident What does a man desire the most? Well, the best he can do for his family, is for their health, education, and providing daily necessities. My intentions were the same. With a heavy heart, I was planning to send Nanki to study in the city of Bhubaneswar; so that she can get the best that she couldn't in this small village, Ganjam.  I could not wait for tomorrow morning so that I can pray for Nanki's well-being at ‘Taratarini.’ (famous temple of shakti). As I did every week. I finished my work early at the farm so I rode the bicycle to 'Mangalbazar' (weekly market). Mangalbazaar was a place where citizens and tribes together sold their products. I planned to look over the market and meet my old friend, Kamaz. He was a fruit seller and stayed in the neighborhood. "Kamaz, the market looks overcrowded," I commented; after saying that I soon remembered that day after tomorrow Odia new year (also known as Pana Sankra...