BEYOND TOUCHABLE

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........... ................................................................................................................................................................................................... I feel the intense light of the sun shining on my eyes. Even when I open my eyes, I can't open them anymore due to the intensity of light. Suddenly I heard someone calling my name. I slowly opened my eyes and saw my mom standing next to me. Mom is taking my name with her wet eyes. I called my mom with all my might. My mom hugged me and started crying. My mom has held me many times before. But this time what I'm feeling, I've never felt before. This time I'm very happy to be able to hold my mother. Very happy. But that happiness did not last long. I'm still alive! How I survived! Where am I now! I remove my mom. I look around myself. It's not too late to realize I'm in a hospital now. In the meantime, the doctor came and checked me to make sure I was out of danger now. But I've to stay in the hospital for some time. "Take a good rest," he said and left. I still don't know what's going on. But one thing I understand is that nothing good is going to happen to me now. My parents will give lectures to me a lot, ask me hundreds of questions about why I wanted to commit suicide, what is my problem and much more. And soon everyone will know I wanted to commit suicide. Everyone will start looking at me differently. Some will say attention seeker and some will show sympathy. My life will be more difficult than before. I should have died. Why did I survive! "How are you feeling now?" Mom asks very affectionately with her eyes full of tenderness. I ignore her. My mom pulls me and kisses me on the forehead. Tears keep shedding on mom's cheeks. "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone. If I were with you, this accident might not have happened. I would have protected you from robbers at any cost. I'm sorry, I wasn't with you. I'm sorry." & I'm like (what!) I asked very cautiously without showing too much curiosity, "Robber?" "After receiving the phone call from the police, we found out that robbers had come to your house. And to stop them, you fell from the roof in a fight." I don't understand what my mom is saying. ROBBER! POLICE? WHAT IS HAPPENING? Just at this moment, my dad enters the room. Two policemen also came with dad. One of them asks me, "How r is u feeling now?" I nodded. He later said, "We checked the house well, nothing was stolen from the house, but if you find anything missing, let us know. There has never been a robbery in this area, the area is much safer because it is near the police station. And the house has been empty for a long time. Maybe the robbers found out somehow and so they got their hands dirty. But we can assure you that this will not happen again. You can rest assured. Now we come, take care." "Thank you. " They say "It's our duty, madam" and leave. Dad took a deep breath and said "I'm sorry, son. I hope, I was there for you. But, don't worry." I can tell my dad's demeanor that Dad will now tell me to leave that house and go abroad to study business. So before Dad finished I said, "Dad, plz, I don't want to study business, I don't want to go abroad. Let me be like me, plz. This is my life. Let me make my life decision, okk !! " Dad doesn't say anything later. He looked at mom. Later they both looked at me. Dad says, "Okay, whatever you want will happen. I'll talk to the police and tell them to keep an eye on your house." "Yes, you can live your life as you wish. But promise me one thing, if something like this ever happens again or you are in danger, you will try to save yourself first. You won't fight alone like this time. Promise me!" "Yeah. I promise I'll take care." It’s been a month. I'll get discharge today. I am fairly healthy now. Fractures of hands and feet have been much better than before. However, the doctor said not to do any heavy lifting or jumping. The head bandage has also been opened. My parents left me two days ago. Not that they didn’t want to stay. But I insisted that they leave. Being alone has become a habit. It feels rather annoying to want to be with someone now. I still don't know what happened that day. What I know and what my parents or the police tell me - the two stories are completely different. I still don't know how this situation came about. Not that I’m not happy that no one knows my secret. Yet a question remains. But one thing that came out of my father's head was my business study. Which is obviously good. "Aaaaaah," I don't want to worry about this thing anymore. The nurse came and said with discharge paper in hand, "Have a safe journey, sir" I set off for home....