THE DRAMATIC LOVE AND HATRED

Steev’s POV : I was walking on the road one afternoon searching for a new job as I lost my job. I had no money. I was all alone. After I ran away from my house two years back, I was independent and got my freedom.. I never regretted for this act of mine. This is the best decision ever according to me, though I was struggling for money. “Hello my dear son… how are you, why don’t you call me dear son, is everything fine there?” a voice I heard from a phone call as soon as I received the call. “You!!! You devilish person… how dare you call me your son… I am not your son did you get that.. I yelled. “Your words will not change the reality son’’.. He said gently. I was very frustrated. I really hate that man. This person was the reason for my mother’s death. Because of his ill treatment she passed away… But he always gives reasons by saying my mother was mentally ill and she passed away. He says I was too young to understand what exactly happened. “You will understand the truth one day by yourself” he says. But I know he was the reason for her death. I will never forgive this evil man. As I was walking on the road during this conversation I was feeling very low. My stomach and pocket both were empty. I was unable to walk even a single step anymore. I thought as I did not eat anything I am feeling like this. SOON….. Everything seemed dark and I was blank…. Next moment I am opening my eye.. I discovered with the blurred vision that I was in a room lying. A girl was sitting next to me. I was clueless what is happening.. I looked at the girl and realised she was my elder sister Isabell. She was 29 years old. I was 3 years younger to her, I was 26. She was a part of my father’s business and loved her family a lot. She loved me a lot too. But I was not like her. I was very different from her. She wanted to be with her family forever but I hated to be with my family. I understood I was in my house.. the place which I hated the most. I understood that I was unconscious and my sister Isabell saved me and brought me home. But I was not happy at all because she brought me to this house where I always get bad vibes and I miss my mother. She looked at me and whispered while pouring sugar in a glass of lime water, “Oh you woke up. Good to see that. Have this lime water you will feel better. Please relax here for sometime ”. "Why did you bring me here? To take revenge? Or for anything else? What happened tell me…” I showered my questions on her though I knew the reason. “My intention was only to save you when you collapsed on the road. In our car with the help of our car driver I brought you home. Nobody on the road bothered to help you when you collapsed, thank God I saw you there while I was returning back home from my friend’s house”, she kept the glass aside and narrated the incident that took place. “Okay thank you. I am leaving”, I said without even talking to her properly. I knew it was very rude of me to do that. But I was helpless. “At least have the lime water which I prepared for you! You will feel better”, she came behind me and requested. “I don’t want anything I don’t even want to drink a drop of water from this house”, I said while walking very fast from the room. I spoke rudely and left from the room. I neither hate my sister Isabell nor I have any problem with her.. But if I get close to her she will force me to come back home which I do not want to happen. And I started walking towards the exit of the house hoping I do not meet my father. As I was walking towards the exit I saw my mothers photograph… It made me breakdown there itself, I got a sudden flashback of all the good times I spent with my mother. The love, the care and all that she did for me was uncountable. But I did not want to stay there even for a minute so I just walked outside the house and rushed towards my room where I was staying. I had to travel 1 hour to reach my room. I and my roommate used to stay outside the city but recently we shifted to this place due to his new job. I too shifted with him as he was very close to me and it was very difficult for me to adjust with a new roommate if he leaves. I met my roommate 2 years back in our old room. Slowly as we started staying together we became close and now we are best friends. So I did not want to lose him at any cost. I was walking towards the bus stand so that I can reach my room by bus. Luckily I had my bus pass. As I was returning my room I met one of my old classmates of mine. She came towards me and handed over 5000 Rupees.. I asked her with a big question mark on my face, “ why did you give me this money?”. She replied with a smiling face, “You had given me this money 2 years back when I was in need of money, now by God’s grace I have all that I need, so I am returning this money please keep it. I saw you walking when I was passing by so I came running to give this to you. I can never forget your help. As I did not have your contact number I could not give it back to you earlier.” “There was no need of returning the money girl, That’s okay you take it back”, I told her though I was in need of money. “Please don’t say no. Keep it. I am very happy that I met you today. I will be even more happy if you take this money. Please take it!!”, she said. “Okay, I will keep it thank you”. I replied with great happiness. The happiness was not only because I got money but also by realising that how pure hearted friend I was having. I was very much impressed by her. She was very sweet and kind. She was looking very innocent and beautiful. I never saw her in this way. I was surprised that is this the same girl whom I was friends from so many years. “I will leave now” , she said. But I did not feel like letting her go... but I had no option. I asked her contact number, without any second thought she gave it to me. I was on cloud nine. With a smiling face she said bye and then she left.. After that I continued walking towards the bus stand. I was not in this world. I was in Shika’s world. I was recalling the conversation which happened between Shika and me. And also her innocent face. As I stood near the bus stand I saw my bus coming and I climbed the bus. Usually I feel very bored while travelling in bus but that day I was so lost about Shika that I did not even realise that my place had come. Then I got down from the bus.