Prologue

"India needs more 36 runs to win and reach semi finals in 12 balls" - Live commentary of India vs New Zealand world Cup semi finals was going on. My father was watching the match with utmost concentration.

"Simi!Come and have your Dinner!" my mom shouted.I heard her sound but was unwilling to go though I was hungry but I was not in the mood of eating.

"Simi are you coming? or are u going to stick to your stupid diet concept again? "my mom shouted again but this time with a more heavier tone, A typical mom's tone which informs every Indian child the level of their mom's anger.

I had no choice, got up from my bed washed my face and looked into the mirror after two whole days. My eyes was bulging out and was red because of my crying.Yeah, I was crying. I was crying for two whole days without eating and barely showing my face to my parents.

I walked outside my room with a towel in my hand, head and eyes down, don't know why probably to hide the condition of my face from my parents. My Father and brother was sitting on dinning table and my mom was serving them. I silently went to the table and sat on my special teddy bear chair which my dad specifically brought for me.

My mom served me Tanduri Roti, Tadka and Rasgulla some of the most beloved Indian foods and then stared at me for 5 mins, I was gazing at my plate, a plain emotionless gaze. " Beta, Do you really want to eat tadka, today? " my mom said in the most calm voice possible. I looked at my mom, I looked into her eyes, a tear automatically fell from my eyes. In a moment I started to cry again. My mom hugged me and said, "There's no point of crying, beta It's okay if you haven't cleared your interview this year, may be next year you can, study hard you definitely will."

Yeah, she thought I was crying because of my failure but I wasn't. Yes,one can say it was a failure, not of an examination but of love. A love for which I sacrificed everything and ended up being alone.

"I want to go on a vacation papa. " I bluntly said, without any emotion.

"What, Why, where do you want to go"? My father asked.

"Paris." I said.

The spoon from my mother hand fell in her bowl. I think it was kind of shock to her, of course It would have been because being a middle class family child I was asking them for a foreign vacation.Specially a nerdy girl like me who previously used to say vacation as a time waste was asking them to go on a vacation was of course would been a shock to them.

"Let us think about this, beta." both of my parents said in a sync.

Probably after being in a arrange marriage for 29 year, they started to think in same way.

I gently nodded and came back to my room after dinner.

"She wants to go to Paris. " my father said.

"Where is Paris? Is it very far? " my mother asked liked a child who have seen the world map for the first time.

"Let her go, at least after this vacation we can hope her to come back to her real self. It's been so long since I saw her laughing genuinely. " my brother said.

In my whole family my brother was the only one to know me and my love failure. He was more like a best friend to me.

They were discussing whether to let me go or not, but deep down I knew they will, because in my family my every wish was fulfilled, treating like me a princess was their habit.

I layed on my bed. The ticking of the clock was clearly audible. The sound of rain pouring outside reminded me of him, the first time we met was in rain, may be the most romantic atmosphere for a love story to start.The sound of rain and a thought of him lead me back to my memories from twelve years ago, the happiest time of my life, the time when I saw the love on my life.

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