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  • Writer's pictureMonika Satote

Where we are going, we don't need roads. We need dreams, desires and dedication.

Updated: Apr 19, 2020

That day, Julie was really scared of her results. The burden of so many expectations, restrictions and decisions pushed her wishes and dreams down. But leaving all that behind, she was just waiting for the results. ___ It was 11:30 in the morning. Only 2 hours to go. Her family wanted her to cut the mustard. She knew the kind of result that is going to come up. She had to keep sync between trembling legs, beating heart and disturbed brain. ___ It was 1:48 and the results were out. 56 out of 100 per cent. "Not bad", She convinced herself. "What the hell is that? What this girl is going to do in her life? " Her uncle shouted. She was about to cry with the intensity of his voice but her mother was there. Her mother taught her to be strong, no matter what. ___

Mother took her to the room. " Now Cry! " Mother said. And Julie cried, literally. "Now stop crying! It is completely alright. 56 is not bad." Mother told.

"I know, mother. But what road I am going to choose now?" Julie asked.

"Roads? Where we are going, we don't need roads. We need dreams, desires and dedication." Her mother said. ___ Julie didn't know how to react. She hugged her mother and asked, " Mother, our family never taught me to dream. It was always about choosing the roads which are already chosen by others." ___

" Darling, I am with you. Go to the places that people are feared of going." Mother told her.

Julie was asleep already on her lap.

She was ready to dream, Finally!

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