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It was a Wednesday night as I remember it --- 9th of March, 2016. I was at home, sitting on my Nani's lap all hushed, eagerly waiting as I had been since nine months, ever since getting the news that I won't be the only child anymore. At that age, that thought to me of being the lone child in that family of mine wasn't anything exciting --- it was just too boring for me. I didn't had any friends, I was too shy to talk to anybody in the first place. 

When I came to know that my mother was expecting, I was more than just happy, more than just excited --- the shyness inside me seemed to go away, and adventure blossomed in my naive and innocent life. It didn't matter to me that it was a brother or a sister, I just wanted someone to have fun with.
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In my early academic days, mainly that primary school era --- if anything in the world that infuriated the little me, it was the subject Mathematics. If I say I was just weak in Maths, that would be an understatement. in comparison to my peers, I was a student who couldn't solve basic Geometry without messing up. I still remember how my cunt of a class teacher used to shame me and gave those harsh punishments --- making me stand in the unforgiving sun as periods passed by.

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Baba told me to not be afraid, whilst I was trembling, almost too skeptical and scared to ride a bicycle without supporters for the first time. His old hands were on the carrier of my bicycle, balancing it for me so I don't fall off. My father was cheering for me, and my pregnant mother was sitting on the cradle near our house's front gate. Baba soothed me, telling me that he wouldn't let go of me, and wouldn't let me fall off my bicycle --- to my faith in him, I start peddling on his command. 

The first few peddles seemed frightening and threatening --- but as seconds passed by, I rode faster, feeling as free as a bird --- as I gathered the courage to look behind, only to find Baba still there on the front gate --- looking at me with old experienced eyes, and his beautifully aged smile.

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