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“Waking up every day to make breakfast feels as hard as sowing vegetables in farms.” [Jacky]

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The smell of the tea aligned up to my nose. Waking me up from my slumber. As I served it in two large cups. One for me and another one for my sister, I had woke up early today to make breakfast for us while my mom was writhing in pain from the last two hours. She had a stone in her gall bladder. And almost after every two days, she felt pain. And it was also one of the reasons for waking up early. Since I had to call the nearby Uncle from the medical store to give her a shot for controlling it.

He had still advised me to ask daddy for an operation. Since it was the only way to cure it. It has been an hour since she slept and I came back to the kitchen to make something for breakfast. But my thoughts were occupied by the boy of the night.

I was still stuck to him. His words. His thoughts. His life. ‘What had he gone through to make him this bitter about love?’ I couldn’t guess it. I shouldn’t too. I mean who am I to make a story in my head about his sufferings. Or judge him for that matter. Then again everyone had their sufferings. No one in the world is truly happy. What matters only is how we are dealing with it. Ah, I was doing it again, starting my philosophy cla**.

The sweat drops through my forehead entered my eyes. It was one of the reasons I hated working in the kitchen before going to school. Because after working, I will have to take a shower. I would love to skip it, but I knew how much my cla**mates loved me. They might even show their affection through their actions. I shuddered at the thought. The last time I had gone to school without a shower, Tina had dumped the trash on me. Telling me how my smell was as same as it. I don’t want to experience it again.

“Jacky. Jacky.”

Nikki’s voice brought me out of my head, as I answered back.

“Yes, Nikki. I am here in the kitchen.”

“Have you seen my school shirt?”

“Ah. Yes, it’s on the third shelf.” Nikki, my younger sister was everything I wasn’t. A girl everyone wanted. She was the protagonist of her school. A great singer(Head singer of her school team). An amazing sports, person (Head girl of the scout’s guide and sports club). And more than that she was filled with extraordinary confidence that I so wished to have. She wasn’t fat but she wasn’t thin too. She was what you will call a person with a healthy body. And other than anything she was a giver. A girl who loved her family so much that she had left school for family problems at various times. In the times, when she had some great opportunities in front of her. And I admired her for that.

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loomed over the platform as her beautiful eyes surveyed the items I prepared. Ah yes, did I say she was taller than me? “Oh? Thank you,

your

so sweet.

this moment. You are saying thank you

and came around the kitchen platform in a moment. Hitting me on my a**. ‘Ah did I explained? She had this weird habit of slapping my b*** every time I teased her. She hated teasing. Also,

well it will irritate her. Because for her nothing was more irritating than it. And it

“Stop laughing.”

“Why?”

you don’t have a reason

my mood. As If! it was

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Go and change. I will set up the

contemplating to say something. But

[Thirty minutes later]

his daily routine to do that. And since I was early today, I decided to take a stroll in the playground. The fragrance of earth always managed to calm me. My nerves. It provided me the comfort I never really got from people. I

after the moment pa**ed, I saw my problem of yesterday walking towards the end of the playground where I was standing. I shuddered at the way he looked

It would be obvious that I was ignoring him. And who knew better than me, what happens when teenagers ignore each other. I just wanted to downplay it. To make it seem like, I didn’t saw him. ‘As if it is possible. He saw you looking at him. You are fooling yourself around Jacky.’ My subconscious mocked me. And for

felt I was saved, he

you going,