“Oh my God, what bad luck I have? Do I deserve all this misfortune?"
She exhaled a sad deep sigh. It was a crucial soliloquy that sparked an uncontrolled fire in her soft heart and inundated her in an ocean of hot tears. Being unable to put out the flakes of fire, she burst into tears when she found herself alone surrounded by dark naked walls.
She resurrected the dead grief and remembered the sufferings she faced from her uncle as an orphan girl when she lost her father at the age of 5 and welcomed misery into her life.
She was robbed from the pleasure of her childhood plays and was deprived of going to school so she could devote her energy towards labor in her uncle's farm. In return, she would get food, drinks, clothes, and a house she could never call home.
She accepted that life, whatever was the price, but now she could not pay more. She would not offer the rest of her life to live in a prison.
She recalled what her uncle told her about him “You'll live your golden days in luxury with such a wealthy husband. He is so rich and he has come here to visit. You'll live with him there in his country.”
“No… no, I will not marry a man who’s my grandpa's age! Yes… and I'm not a commodity in my uncle's hand to find the highest bidder” she wiped her tears and spoke to the walls. But her uncle was stone-hearted and he had put his daughters up for sale and yes, he dared to do the same to her.
While her tears were falling as waterfalls, she thought about a way out. Then she took a difficult brave decision. “I should elope with my heart and liberty and complain him to the judge.”
The soft chirps of birds loudly spread and awakened her. She drew the curtains and the golden rays of the sun freely crossed the horizon and illuminated every thing they face foreshadowing the birth of a new day.
“Every thing is living freely but why not me?” She asked her pale reflection in the mirror.
Darkness engulfed her thoughts and shattered her brave decision.
She remembered the heavy social restraints that would shackle her bravery. “What will the people say about me? What will the girls, boys, men, women especially the old women say? ‘You are but a girl… a girl… and girls have no liberty’. What shame will I bring?”
She moved towards the small window in her room and gazed at the cloud shielding the golden rays.
Her brave decision was no longer.
Her mind now engulfed with one thought: To be or not to be.