An Unexpected Loss

From somewhere in between the mountains a voice called out her name. The voice told her to go back and finish things she had left undone. She had been away from home for almost three weeks now and still did not want to return. She was running away from her own past. She was not the kind who has the courage enough to face hard times. Her loved ones had always told her that these escapist tendencies in her are signs of a weak soul inside. Not that she, had never tried to get rid of these bad qualities. At some point or the other in our lives, all of us have realized what is wrong and needs to be set right but have failed to correct it. It becomes a part of who you are, a part which requires great force to be pulled out.

She tried to divert her mind. She went to places absolutely unheard of (one probably sees them only in ones dreams), she saw things she had never seen before. But, nothing, no horse- rides, no walks through the orchards, no sipping of coffee on a cold morning, no feeding the birds, no sun setting behind the mountains, however fine the weather may be, however pleasant the breeze, nothing could make her forget. 

Every half hour she would be reminded of the good times she spent at home. She could hear the laughs and cries of her family, enjoying, calling her back. She would see people dancing on her sister’s wedding. She would see her mother telling her all the time to dress up well. Her father would pamper her. But when she would return home there would be no one there…. The house would be empty.