The Farewell

“Why shouldn't you come with me?  Why is everybody against taking you with me?” my eyes talked with her. As usual she didn’t reply. Not even nano scale difference in her face expressions. So I started walking away from her, but my thoughts were only about her. 

   

  I can’t forget the days she taught me alphabets in a colorful way. As I grew up, she sung me poems, made me laugh with her jokes, and dozed me off with her bed time stories. She neither demanded me to do something nor complained of me. When I grew into my adolescence, she raised more problems. But I solved them as I had understood her. But it’s all over. I said to myself,” I should do away without her now”.

    

 Finally I reached the place where I should bid farewell to her. 

My exam hall. 

The invigilator drooled at me and asked, “Did you left your books outside?”
I simply shook my head in affirmation. I don’t know what pleasure the society is having by parting us.