Good Bye

She came to my house on my birthday. She surprised me with her presence and her brother’s and I was ecstatic, over powered. Her visit was a birthday present from my mother and I could not thank her enough.

Ever since her arrival I talked to her every single day telling her how my day was, what happened at work, what did I eat for dinner and even my silly fights with anyone. She seemed to enjoy my blabbers; I cannot say it for sure as she wouldn’t speak her mind in words for me. And honestly I did not mind it often, I was just happy there was someone who would listen to me at the end of the day, even when the lights went off and the noises seemed to sojourn. She was there, always.

Her brother is the naughty one and he is staying. We did not jell up well for from the moment he entered my house he was a pain for my dad and me. But anyhow I am pleased for there will be someone, instead of no one.

And so I bid adieu to Cecilia for we will never meet again. Cecilia, my fish has gone and I had to bid her adieu.



Published by Moushmi Radhanpara

A woman questioning almost everything, trying to find answers through her's and your words. I am on an unending quest, walking the paths of unknown. I am walking and walking, may be too slow, but I am doing it. I am happy as long as I do not stop. I will be content to fall, to fly, to swim, to drown, only never to stop.

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