In the big world

It was her fault,” screamed my brother, but he was the one to get punished, as I was my father’s favourite child.I always had this privilege in my home as I was the only daughter and, of course, one who could do no wrong. I always got what I wanted. My dad was my angel who made all my wishes come true.Then, life happened!I wanted to pursue my dreams, wanted to go abroad and, as always, he made my dream come true. But little did I know that after crossing the seas, I am no one. Now, I was no more anyone’s princess.I had my own struggles and disappointments. I had my own problems but dad, like before, wasn’t there to listen to them or to rescue me. It was I, alone, who made the decisions and, I had to face it all alone.Now, as I stare at all these tall buildings, empty streets and street lights, I realise how empty and shallow I feel deep inside. There is no fun in being alone. The expectations created by the Hollywood movies and TV series were nothing but a white lie. Living in a new city isn’t all that fun and exciting as I was lead to believe.

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