I walk into the familiar room with a plate of food and drop it on the table like I have been doing for the last couple of days. My sister's condition is deteriorating day by day. I thought she was acting up all along, but now this thing is taking a toll on her. Ever since our last fight, she has refused to come out of her room. She hasn't eaten anything for three days now, despite my constant pleas. I prefer the time she used to snap or yell at anyone, however uncouth that was. Now she doesn't talk to anyone. All she does is stare at empty spaces. She is always lost in her own world. She is not okay, and I am deeply worried.Partly, I take the blame for her condition. I was too harsh on her the last time. Maybe it's all my fault. If I hadn't uttered all those hurtful things to her, she would not be like this. If only I controlled my emotions, my anger, and my frustrations, nothing like this would have happened. The plate of food I left for her yesterday is still full and still sitting
Mornings are always known to bring new hope, but that isn't the case with me. Every day, I am drowning in more and more disparity. Problems keep piling up, and I am now in a quagmire again. On one hand, there is my sister, who is on the edge of giving in to her tormentor. On the other hand, Deep has decided to punish me in the most hurtful way possible.The dinner with his mother is tomorrow. I expected that he would keep in touch and ask how my plans for the dinner were. But the jerk didn’t. I swallowed my pride and called him about it last night, and can you imagine the only thing the jerk said was, "The chauffeur will pick you up at seven," and after my bitter "okay," the next thing was him cutting the call? Like hell! There was no, ‘How are you? How are you doing? Nothing like, I miss you?’He is not just distant, but cold to me now. How can I dare confess my feelings to him with such an attitude? I didn't like that crazy idea of Sheryl, but now I am sure it's a bad idea. An absur
"Hello, ma'am Gia! How are you? Is there a problem?" The specialist speaks from the other end."Ah, yes. Hi, doc! Can you come to the house right now? I have an urgent situation." I say."Sure. I'll just finish with the patient I am attending to, then I will head over there. Is that alright, or is it so urgent? I can send one of my colleagues there right now." She adds."No, doc. I'll wait for you." I say."Okay. I'll make it there in an hour." He says."That's alright. Thank you." I end the call and stare out of the window.I feel bad enough to even look at her. I hate to see her feeling so defeated. I hate the fact that I have failed to help her without having to result in this. I hate that I had to result in this: "Sorry!"Echoes of pulley silence fill the room!Am I dreaming?Where did that faint voice come from? In this room, and behind me? It's only the two of us here, and she is not talking. She hasn't spoken a word in almost three weeks now. Is she... "I am sorry, sissy. Pleas
Watching my sister smile again after months is pure joy. It is a pure sacrifice. My heart is still throbbing, and my mind is yet to come to terms with this swift change of events. I feel so happy right now. I feel like a very big load has been lifted off my shoulder. I never knew her condition had such a great effect on me until now.I look at her right now, and I can see traces of the Grace that I once knew. She is still zoning out in the middle of whatever chats they are having, but I am sure she will fully recover and be able to put all that baggage behind her. As a fighter and a strong-willed person that I knew, all she needs is just time and company, and I will be there for her. For all that she may need."I still don't believe it, Gia. I thought she had lost this fight. I never imagined I would ever see your sister smiling." Sheryl says this to me, taking a seat next to me on the bench."I know, right? I too was losing hope in her recuperating from that state. It's a miracle, yo
Whoa! A very tight knot just formed in my abdomen. That means Deep and I will be a pair that day. Great! Just... "Well, Gia?"Huh? And this one is not helping either. Strong. Courage. I can do this. I don’t know about him and I don’t know how our situation will be in a month’s time, but I trust that some magic will happen "Don't worry. We will be fine." I say."Does that mean you are going to iron things out with him?" She enthusiastically asks. She is getting way ahead of herself."What I mean is, Deep and I are adults. We can set our differences even just for that day to make sure your day is colorful and blissful." I explain things clearly."You are impossibly stubborn!" She says it with a tinge of letdown."I know. Congratulations once again, and if you ever need any help with the preparations or anything, I will be willing to help." I say."We too, Sheryl, can count on us for any help. Congratulations. We are so happy for you." Fionna says this on behalf of the girls. I didn't no
All my hope is torn. "Ajay? What happened to ‘I will wait until she becomes of legal age’, huh? Didn't you promise me that you would wait for her as long as it took?" I fume at them."I am sorry, Gia. I failed you, and I failed her. I am sorry." Ajay pleads."Sorry? You are sorry that you couldn't keep that..." I control myself before I say something inappropriate or disrespectful. But, God, seriously? "I am sorry. I just didn't expect this from you, Ajay. Bernie..." She is about to cry, so I try to be soft. "Didn't you promise that you would never make her cry? Why is she crying now?" I snap.He envelopes her in his chest, shushing her, while I take a seat to digest this pregnancy thing. Men, couldn't they wait? She is not even sixteen, yet she is pregnant. This is... how do I handle this? What do I tell them? Congratulations? Goodness! "I will take care of her, Gia. I promise, and I won't fail you on this one." Ajay says this after calming her down.Me? Leave alone failing me becaus
For my friendly dinner, which doesn't sit so well with me, by the way, I chose a v-neck knee-length, long-sleeved red dress and a pair of two-inch black stilettos. My long black hair is cascading down my shoulder with every single strand in place. I give myself a once-over look at the dressing mirror. Just one thing is missing to top up everything!I reach for my clear strawberry lip gloss and apply it to my full lips, making them more moist and a bit shiny—just a bit—because I don't like too much make-up. I turn to the mirror again, and this time, I am confidently satisfied with my look. I breathe out a sigh and grab the red purse from my bed. A cat is walking my way out of the house.The chauffeur arrived about twenty minutes ago. I'm so ashamed that I had to make him wait that long. It might have slipped out of my mind that the one who sent my chauffeur is a strict businessperson. Being the CEO of his airport and the acting manager of an extinguished chain of hotels, timekeeping mu
"I am good. Come in, please." We walk inside, directly to the well-prepared dinner area.Oh, dear! The sweet aroma! The table is full of food, from corner to corner, some of which don't seem familiar to me. I understand, though. The Indian delicacies are so different from the African dishes. Their inviting, mouthwatering aroma is the only smell filling this humongous room. My! My! We settle down, and she hands me an empty plate, asking me to assist myself with the delicacies. I serve myself more of what I am familiar with and less of what seems so unfamiliar but is sweet to me.We dig in, and I tell you, I hope there will be a thousand dinners with her. That is, if this ends well. The food is exemplary and scrumptious. We talk about my music as we continue eating, and she can't stop praising my songs. It makes me miss the stage more. That feeling of being on stage and being carried away by music is magical. I have received some invitations to a few shows, but..."So what's coming up n
As the plane descended over Nairobi, the city's familiar skyline welcomed Deep and Gia back home after their three-month absence. The sun bathed the landscape in a golden glow, casting a warm embrace over the land they had missed dearly. Exiting the airport, they were greeted by the bustling energy and vibrant colors that characterized the city. Deep couldn't help but notice the changes in the skyline—the new buildings that had sprung up during their time away. "It feels good to be back," he remarked, a sense of belonging settling in as they made their way through the familiar streets. Driving through the city, memories flooded back—places they had visited, experiences they had shared. "It's like we never left," Gia exclaimed, her eyes taking in the sights of Nairobi's lively streets. "Kenya always feels like home," Deep replied, a smile tugging at his lips. Arriving at their house, they were greeted by familiar faces—neighbors excitedly waving and welcoming them back. The warmth of
After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"Their first day in Boston was filled with wanderlust as they traversed the cobblestone streets, absorbing the city's historic vibes. They visited the renowned Freedom Trail hand in hand, immersing themselves in the tales of the American Revolution. "This place holds so much history," Gia remarked, captivated by the stories echoing through time. Deep nodded, feeling the wei
"Gia, from the moment I met you, my life took on a new meaning. Today, as I stand here in front of our loved ones, I promise to love, cherish, and support you through every joy and challenge that life may bring.I promise to be your partner, your confidant, and your best friend. I vow to always listen with an open heart and to comfort you in times of need. Your dreams will be my dreams, and I will do everything in my power to see them come true.I promise to laugh with you in moments of happiness and hold you close in times of sorrow. I vow to respect and honor you and to stand by your side as we navigate the twists and turns of life together.I pledge to build a life filled with adventure, understanding, and unwavering love. I promise to create a home filled with warmth, where our love will continue to grow deeper with each passing day.Gia, you are my rock, my guiding light, and my greatest love. With all that I am and all that I have, I give you my heart and my soul for all eternit
As Gia stood at the threshold, ready to walk down the aisle toward her beloved Deep, a whirlwind of emotions surged within her. Her heart fluttered with anticipation, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears of joy.With every step she took, the soft melody of the music echoed through the venue, setting the tone for the momentous occasion. As she moved forward, the aisle seemed both endless and fleeting, each step carrying a weight of significance and a sense of elation.Surrounded by the love and support of family and friends, Gia felt overwhelmed by the outpouring of emotions. The sight of familiar faces, the soft murmurs of admiration, and the loving gazes directed her way intensified the feelings swirling within her.Her eyes met Deep's as she approached the altar, and the sheer depth of love reflected in his eyes washed over her, calming the storm of emotions within. In that fleeting glance, a silent promise passed between them, a promise of a lifetime filled with love, support,
Gia stood in awe of her reflection, feeling a surge of emotions coursing through her as she beheld herself in the exquisite gown. The gown's intricate lace detailing hugged her figure delicately, enhancing her natural elegance. Layers of soft silk cascaded gently around her, creating an ethereal aura that seemed to float around her with every movement.Her dark hair, adorned with fresh flowers intertwined delicately within the curls, exuded an air of natural sophistication. The delicate veil, adorned with handcrafted lace that matched the gown's details, fell gracefully, framing her silhouette with an air of timeless beauty.Grace entered the room, her eyes wide with admiration as she witnessed her sister's transformation into a radiant bride. "Gia, you look absolutely breathtaking!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine admiration.Gia turned to her sister with a smile, her eyes shimmering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Thank you, Grace," she replied, feeling a sur
Gia, adorned in her wedding planner hat, gracefully approached the cake matrons and caterers in the bustling wedding venue. With a calm yet assertive demeanor, she aimed to ensure that everything was in place for the grand event."Hello everyone," Gia greeted them warmly, her tone carrying a sense of urgency. "We've got just a few hours left before the ceremony, and we need to ensure everything's set."The cake matrons and caterers looked up, acknowledging her with attentive nods. Gia's earnestness was evident, and they knew the importance of meeting her expectations."We need the cakes to be arranged and the desserts set up in their designated stations by the agreed-upon time," Gia continued, emphasizing the criticality of their roles in the wedding's success. "The guests will soon arrive, and I want everything to be picture-perfect."Gia observed the cake matrons meticulously arranging the tiers of the wedding cake, ensuring each detail aligned perfectly with her vision. Approaching
Deep and Gia sat comfortably on the plush couch, a sense of anticipation lingering between them. The soft glow of the living room lamps illuminated the cozy space, creating an ambiance conducive to their wedding preparations. Wedding magazines and planners adorned the coffee table, their pages marked with colorful tabs and notes—a testament to their joint effort in planning the perfect wedding."Where should we begin?" Gia asked, flipping through a magazine filled with venue options. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, reflecting the dreams she had for their special day.Deep leaned in closer, studying the magazine. "How about a location that resonates with both of us? Somewhere that holds meaning for our journey together," he suggested, his tone reflective of a desire to create a meaningful experience.They deliberated over venues, themes, and guest lists, each detail adding to the tapestry of their shared vision. "I'd love to incorporate elements from both our cultures," Gia said, tr
Gia had always carried music within her soul, a harmonious symphony entwined with her essence. Yet, for too long, the melodies had remained dormant, overshadowed by the trials of life. But now, a spark had reignited her passion.With each lyric she penned and every note she strummed, Gia felt the familiar rush of emotions flooding back—a cathartic release through music. Her return to the music scene wasn't just a comeback; it was a resurrection of her deepest passion.In the intimate setting of a studio, surrounded by a cocoon of creativity, Gia poured her heart and soul into crafting songs that mirrored her journey—songs that resonated with raw emotion and authenticity. Her fingers danced across the strings, weaving melodies that echoed the ebbs and flows of her life.The studio walls absorbed her voice, carrying the weight of her experiences, as she sang with unbridled intensity. Each word she sang seemed to carve its place in the hearts of those who listened, evoking emotions that
In the quaint setting of their family estate, Paul and Sheryl's wedding preparations were in full swing. The air was tinged with excitement and joy as family and friends came together to create a magical celebration."Sheryl, darling, you look breathtaking!" exclaimed Mrs. Marlow, Sheryl's mother, as she adjusted the veil with delicate care. Sheryl beamed at her reflection in the mirror, the excitement radiating from her eyes."Thank you, Mom. I can't believe the day is finally here," Sheryl replied, her voice filled with joyful anticipation.Meanwhile, Paul stood with his groomsmen, ensuring every detail was perfect. "I hope the flowers are set," he remarked, glancing at Martin, who nodded in assurance."Everything's in place, Paul. Don't worry," Martin assured him, patting his shoulder with a reassuring smile.As the ceremony drew closer, the atmosphere buzzed with lively chatter. Grace and Gia, assisting with the last-minute arrangements, shared a moment of reflection."This is bea