The Naked Soul ep.1.3

This is my story. An introvert boy who loves attention. A boy who loves to sing, like a broken radio, yet finding people to stand and listen to him. SO this is how it goes that I used to memorize songs by listening to them over and over against. Now that we have a smartphone and a global range of collection of songs open in front of us, I during my teenage didn't get the exposure to world music. It only remained confined to the ones which were played on the radio. However, 107.8 MHz FM channel used to play some English pops which were worth dancing, like, 'Hips don't lie', etc. So, whenever my favorite track was being played, I quickly used to walk up to my mom in the kitchen, just to listen to the song. She used to ask me,' What happened? Why aren't you studying?'. I could not say a word and used to go back. And then my mother used to quietly come up to me and keep the radio in front of me. She knew that it was my favourite song which was on the radio! Ah, that feeling.. 🙂

I used to be an introvert right during the school days, or maybe not... because I was always marked as a 'talkative boy ' in my report card assessment every year. Things were moving great until something bad happened. Fast forward to class 10. My mother was happy because I scored good marks in boards and got enrolled in a good high school. She started developing illness. We could not get her through with medication this time.

I clearly remember the day when we went to the hospital for her to get an ultrasound imaging done. Me and my father both waiting outside. There was an immense fear... couldn't even stop my tears. I had never felt this much pain before. My father was asking me to stop crying as my mom night get hurt. I was trying to control myself.

Reports arrived, so were our darkest days.
She was diagnosed with cancer.
We three were crying. There was an immense pain in my chest. I could feel and I cannot even write it now.