She was Mad. Mad against the world and mad against herself. Was it her fault that she was different? Her fault that God made her special? It seemed like the whole world was against her and she was Swimming against the tide.
The River and the nature had a calming effect on her mind. Whenever she was upset she retreated to her secret lair to calm her agitated body and mind. Soul cleansing was an essential process in her weekly ritual of solitude.
Her car stood in its usual place as she slowly returned to the reality. An envelope lay in her car seat waiting to be opened. After she read it , the relentless pour of tears could bot be stopped. It was from her mom.
It contained just one sentence. After much reflection and thought I accept you for who you are my darling.
She was glad her mother gave her a shot and allowed her to be herself despite the discrimination she would be facing in the world.
As she drove towards home with a bittersweet heart she stopped at her favourite cafe to get herself a coffee. As she entered her eyes immediately fell on her mother holding a mug of hot chocolate with a pen in her hand lost deep in thoughts.
She smiled to herself and gently tapped her mom and said, “ Lets go mom , its getting late.” Mom was startled but immediately she composed herself grabbed her house key and said , “ Yes my darling its very late indeed!”
As the sun set for the day mother and daughter walked to the car . One still absorbing her sexuality, other still accepting it.
Nithya❤️