Today is the day I should be starting at the university. I should be sitting in a cramped desk among nameless strangers. I should be there with pensive eyes, new pens and a cup of coffee. I should have the world in a book and the manifestations of academic aspirations coming up through the voices of new professors. I should be making my mother proud. I should be making my father shut up. I should be following their rules, and I should be saturating myself in the standards of suburbia and all its beguiling expectations.
But I am not attending the university today and my mother is very disappointed. She is full of fear and doubt since I have decided against attending the university. My father is indifferent. He cares only for himself. No, it is my mother who is very disappointed. I am disappointing my mother.
I think I might be breaking her heart. I have decided to move away to a northern city. I am moving for the good of my own soul and yet, in turn, my mother’s soul is becoming destroyed .
But she cannot see what I see. She cannot taste my future as I can taste it here in my mouth.
To be continued…
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