The Prophecy

I was traveling from Bangalore to Goa. I was very excited to go home. It was my birthday the next day. So I was very excited as to what will Daadi do this year. I am my Grandma's favourite grandchild. 

It was my 15th birthday. My Aunt and I boarded the bus at 20:00 hours. I spoke to my grandma before boarding the bus. I went off to sleep after getting into the bus. I was way too excited for tomorrow. I clearly remember the journey even after 10 years. Those moments still flash right in front of my eyes. 

'.......I reached home the next morning. All my cousins were home. The entire family was together for the celebration. The cake was a beautiful rainbow with butterflies. There were a lot of gifts on a huge table for me. But there was something missing. There was no music. No smiles and laughter. And, my happiness was nowhere to be seen. I looked around and asked everyone. No one told me anything. There I reached the quad (Aangan) of the house. Many people were gathered there. I rushed there. My daadi was lying there. I thought she is sick. I held her hand which was so cold. I called out to her. Alas! She wasn't talking. Everyone started weeping very loudly. I was sweating and I froze.....'

I woke up with a start of my life. I was crying bitterly. We had reached Goa. Our driver picked us up. My aunt said it's just a dream. When we reached home, I saw so many cars in our front yard. My heart was beating fast. I got out of the car and ran inside the house. Thud! I shattered into pieces. My daadi was no longer there around. She was resting her peaceful sleep. My lifeline is no longer with me. She had gone away leaving me alone with this cruel world. 

MY DREAM HAD COME TRUE!!!