The silent sea always remains dangerous

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There are two kinds of people in this world. One who is inside the box, adjusting themselves the way people want, gets admired by everyone, fits everywhere they want. While there are some like me. Who are outside the box, people like me will never fit in, we will never be admired by someone else, and we will always be on the other side, hoping to vaporize from this world.

I was lurking outside the window, and my mind was getting stuck to a point when I was ten years old.

I have no indication why my mind was linked to that particular phase of my life.

Abhimaan Kapoor was driving his car and I was in his car along with Aman, Shanaya, and his younger sister.

There was complete silence, absolute utter one.

The thunderstorm made me burst from the inside, I was crawling to divert my mind, to never be stuck in the loopholes of my life.

The atmosphere distorted itself into the most horrendous times, and I believe we all are existing in the wrong time.

The black painted clouds were ghosted like silhouettes of infinity, and the human beneath them was powerless.

I could picture myself in the sixth grade this time, I was shuddering against the wind, and it doesn't matter how much I try it will always be against me.

"What's wrong? Why are you shivering?"
Shanaya's voice erupted to me again.

Was I shivering?

But why?

Why was I shivering?

I found his curious glance of him on me, the way he was glancing at my state made me fall back again.

"I have got cold," I blurted out with my shuddering teeth.

The storm was invading my mind as there will be no beginning and end.

I glanced outside again, it was all bizarre, there was no sign of gratitude, nor there was any sign of wisdom.

Even the darkest hour of the sky was proficient in its manner.

"What are we going do? It's almost midnight, and all the roads are jammed!"

I could feel the stare on me, the stare was full of disbelief?

How does a human like me exist near to his persona?

"Our house is just by the end of the road, you can stay with us tonight," his sister spoke out.

When he was occupied with ogling and sending deathly stares at me.

I feel embarrassed to be here, to be under his eyes.

The car was moving, my heart was throbbing in my chest; coming almost into my throat.

And then after a brief counter of my thoughts with myself, I realised the car has stopped right ahead into a big mansion.

Shanaya nudged me on my arm so that I can come back into my senses again.

"Wake up! We have to go now,"

I was sitting in the corridor, it was almost the end of the summer and students in fifth grade were fighting with each other, and then out of nowhere...

"Wake up,"

I heard the voice again, as someone was crawling from the past to the present.

"I don't have time to waste!" The frigid arrogant voice shrieked in my ears.

And my eyes flew open I found myself alone inside the car.

The car doors were locked, and the anxiety in me build up again, I couldn't open the doors, no- matter how hard I tried.

I kept trying and failing in it. Something struck my mind as I have been in the same position in the past.

My mind flew back to the thousands of weeks, I have spent in my life.

Tears started trembling through my eyes and started swivelling on my cheeks.

I was about to fall back again, my head was spinning, and I was lost in my senses.

Maybe it was an anxiety attack, I was out of breath too and it was hard for me to comprehend what is black or what is white...

The rain was falling on the street, and the entire atmosphere was thriving in my throbbing heart, rain has always given yearn for humans, the entire life circle which exits only to change and mould other objectives to shine again, to make them worthy of living.

I know change is not a subsequent fact, instead, it is a way of living.

I think I was flying in the air, the moment I felt I was lighter than the wind, my heart squeezed again.

However, I felt something in my back, as if someone was carrying me, holding me in my arms.

I have never been carried in arms, or maybe I did, but I have not any remembrance of it.

My eyes got opened when I felt the cold droplet of rain on my skin.

My eyes went to the man who was carrying me in his arms.

Abhimaan Kapoor with a straight face, carrying me to his mansion?

Has he lost his mind, or maybe senses too?

He didn't glimpse at me for a second, just walked straight as if I weigh nothing, or as if I didn't exist.

When it was a time of knocking on the door, I thought he was going to let me go of his grip, but he didn't
He kicked on the door and stormed inside.

My mind started spinning again a matter of fact and everything went black then.

***

"I am occupied with something mother,"

I blurted out and grabbed my bag to go on a walk.

I wanted to explore nature, the flowers were blooming, the scenery was splendid and my eyes were blemished into the weather again this time.

I don't recall anything accurately about last night.

But Shanaya told me I was taking a nap inside the car and then she found me laying on the couch in next morning.

She suggested, that maybe I have walked in my sleep.

I think too.

I have seen the most monotonous dream of my life.

I have seen Abhimaan Kapoor carrying me in his arms?

When he was giving me revolted glances early in the morning.

How hideous is my thought process!

I was walking nearby the road, it was Sunday morning when almost everyone was asleep.

There was no commotion, no retreat, just me and the abundant environment.

I saw a car travelling down the road, almost finding its way to the house I live.

And in a split second, the dirty water on the road was accommodated on my white pants.

"Hey you," I shouted back but got no response.

The bastard!

I pity the person who was driving the car because of a lack of etiquette.

Now, I have to go back to change my entire.

I stormed back and started walking on my way home.

The same car was in the parking area, I wonder who would be the person? Who would be that conceit to not even look back again?

Oh, here we go again, why does this man always have to come to the place where I live with his father?

What is his problem?

Because of him, my day has been ruined!

I went upstairs to change my pants and found nothing in my cupboard.

There was only a pair of shorts, which my mother brought for me two years ago. I have never felt comfortable in it so I have never worn it.

But I am going to wear it right now, anyway, it hardly matters, no one will notice my presence and soon I will be out from here.

Without making any noise, I ran downstairs when my father called for my name.

"Jessica, stop there right now!"

This was not what I was expecting.

"Yes, Papa? "

Please don't say, that I have to entertain your guests.

I was silently whispering to myself.

"If you are going for a walk take Abhimaan with you, I want you to learn from him, at least you don't waste your day in this way,"

He walked away.

Pushing me into a never-ending circle again, as I am on the other side of it.

I glanced back and found the stone man, he was coming forward, maybe to neglect what my father just spoke out.

"Now, I have to waste my precious time on your tiny little head!"

He walked right before me while grabbing me by my hand.

What was the need for it?

Why did he clench my hand???

He was not walking, he was almost running and I was trying to match his speed as his grip was too tight for me to get nervous.

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