Rachel (POV)
I was small about 4 or 5years. I used to study all day along . I always had books close to me .At that time, everyone told me how smart I was.
After that my father enrolled me in school . So I used to go to school every day from day one.
Maybe I'm in fourth grade, our home rule teacher recommended someone to another classroom teacher. That was the time when they started judging kids, marking kids as smart, okay and boring, they may not have thought about it but I started to think so .
Thought, they will choose there favorite card by choosing class president or inter school competitions . Since then my studies slowed down for some time. I used to put things off . I lost focus in my studies .
I didn't have many friends , I was a quiet kid. I had 2 friends in the neighborhood. One boy and other girl. We used to go to school together. We had a good bonding . This one girl is still close to me after years . I didn't expect that .
I had crush on that childhood friend of mine for long time but in our society, if you cross the fifth standard, you can't talk to your opposite sex . Then I started ignoring every boy and never spoke to them after that until today . It was the opposite of a high school kdrama . No chance if you ask about dating and other things .I never had eye contact with boys .
Studies became my first priority but I could not give my all to studies and I became an average student .
Lets talk about my brother. My brother and me are like opposite poles . We were fighting on every single thing . Sometimes I won because I was good at studies than him and sometimes he won because he was younger than me . We beat each other , I can beat him but no one can beat him except me . I even beat my classmate because he tried to beat my brother . It was day of results my brother got very low grades so my dad were giving him scolding in living room and I was crying in bedroom . That's how my brother and we get along. We are big now in age and in also height but we still fight with each other .
Oh sorry . I didn't talk about my parents, did I? I am writing this here and can write on books. but I never told them . I can say I am not expressive type girl .They bring me everything that I like but I have to nag them for those things but they do eventually. They just want me to study .
My dad and mom married early in there early twenties. And they had me and my father after that so they never had that joyful youth that we long for . Dad worked for us day and night and was looking for a government job. And finally there was one . But they did not get salary from the initial year . It affected our daily lives .
It was raining. There was milk boiling on the burner . I was about two years too young . I just ran to that milk it was so hot . I tried to hold that pot but it spilled over me . In that rain, my mom and dad took me to the hospital . But the hospital wouldn't let me in because we didn't have enough money for the medicine. My dad tried and called his colleagues but they didn't give money for my medication . It was not like I needed thousands it was just hundred. But they didn't help. So hospital didn't get me hospitalized so my mom dad took me to government hospital it was far away. My dad and mom were soaked in rain
Whenever I see rain one thing comes to my mind that, this rain hides tears of my mom dad .........
