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Samia Zaman

Drama Inspirational Children


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Samia Zaman

Drama Inspirational Children


Conviction

Conviction

5 mins 85 5 mins 85

 As soon as the huge ball of golden blaze starts to peep through the veiling mist, nature gradually comes out of her foggy envelope. The eastern horizon is being brightening with crimson rays. A cold gently breeze is blowing.  Dried leaves falling on the ground creates a celestial sight. Inside a confined room of the great brick built house, a tiny youth is deeply engrossed in profound sleep under her cozy lap. Her long black hair is a tangled mess twisted over the white face. The window is opened wide. A little hummingbird is singing with its boring tune sitting on a grill. To this monotonous music is added a motherly voice.                          

  -"Mita, Mita, . . . . . . . . . "                                                                                                                     

 -"Ummmmm. . . . . . . , Ma. . . . . . . ".                                                                                                              

 -"Wake up, my baby. Your exam result will be announced today. Have you forgotten?"        

                                                          

"Aha, I know. I remember. I will get there in time. Let me sleep some more. . . . "Mita grabs at her fluffy pillow and tries to pull her head under the lap. Drool flows down from her mouth to below the chin.                                                                                                           

-"Come on, girl. Just get up. Do you wanna get late today? "                                     

-"Ma. . . . It's my own business. I will take care of it on my own. I don't need anyone else to care. "  Why?"                                                                                                                             

 -"Because I don't care about others as well. "


Mita rubs her eyes with her phalanges and rises a great sigh as if she were feeling grieved for letting go off such a cozy sleep. She stretches hands to her utmost strength and get up from lying position. After an ultimate struggle, she steps on the floor and goes to get fresh. But she lags behind the soft bed like a total mess just like her untidy hair. Her mother smiles looking at her.


 -"Since when have you become miss care-free, ha? Wipe off your drool first. "   Yes, that's the matter. How she actually has become like devil may care? She is getting more and more cheerful and anxiety free youth full of willpower. But it's not too long ago that this energetic personality buried herself within a devastating heart. Her eyes were full of elegancy, she was always bound to behave according to the pleasure of others even without thinking of her own will. This was the day when her result of the last national exam published, things got worse than ever. Three years ago. Mita could not even lay on her bed steadily. Her only worry was, 'what if I can't do enough well? How will I suppose to face my family, relatives and neighbours? They will mumble about my failure. Oh my, . . . . . . the college will be the worst. . . . . . ' The moon in the sky went to sleep and the sun awoke accordingly. But only she was no change, a tensive and confused little buddy. Mita slowly sat down before her laptop and browsed through the internet. The result was announced.


    -"Ma, is there any problem with the router? Why can't I see my results?""There mustn't be any problem. Rumman checked it yesterday, "her mum shouted from the kitchen, ". . . . . . you haven't got result yet, dear?. . . . . . . . . What happened?. . . . . . Mita, Mita. . . . . . . . . . "


Mother quickly rushes at the room. Mita was sitting like a steel.            

 -"What happened dear?"                                                                                                                

 -"Ma, . . I. . f. . failed. "                                                                                                                      -

"Huh!! No, no, there must be something wrong. "Her mum sat down in the floor directly. All of a sudden, the door bell rang. Mita's mother slowly approached the door and opened it with trembled hand. The next door auntie was standing boastfully.                                                                     


 -"Oh, my vabi. My daughter stood 10th on the board. What about Mita?"Mita was listening everything sitting at her place. Seeing Mita's mother speechless the lady teased over willingly, "Oh, I understand. I am sorry. I should have known earlier. But how come your daughter did worse than mine? "Every letter, every word of her scheming speech was stabbing at Mita's back. She could hear how everybody was teasing her behind the back. Things had gotten the worst then. All the day past. Mita couldn't be found. With a great glimpse of terror, her mother rushes at the rooftop. "Oh my god, my baby. . . . ". Mita was standing on the verge. Her mum was loudly crying to tell her to get back from there.                                                                                                     


  -"It's all right, my baby. Everything is okay. You don't have to worry.  This is only the beginning. . . . . "                                                    

  -"No, Ma. I ruined every thing. Now every single person outside is gossiping about me and you. What am I going to do now? I disgraced you. Now my result has become an issue of teasing on the outer air. What am I suppose to do now ?"                                                                         


- "Why should you care about others when you have yourself? Do you study only for others? Why are you so naive? Why can't you hear to your own conviction? "   

 -"But, ma. . . . "                                                                                                                       

  - -"Just stop it, Mita. You exist because of your own spirit. Don't care about others eavesdropping. Be like your own, alright? I know you will succeed. I have faith. So, just get back. . . . please. . . Mita. . . . . "Mita was starring at the open wide sky for a while. Then she shakenly replied, "I am sorry, ma. "


She stepped back on her own and embraced her mother's chest, "I only have myself now, I promise. "Mita changed. Now Mita has become a full energetic and anxiety-free youth. Without any worry, she can sort out solutions of any kind of difficulty . Mita's mother"s phone is ringing. . . . . . . .


- "Ma!!!!!! I stood first in the merit list. " "Really!! I knew it. . see!" Today Mita has got the result of her first year in medical college. Instead of sacrificing herself unwisely, she chose to reset. That's what has dragged up as an charismatic personality.


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