“Bye! Dechen, take care and congratulations once again for your engagement.” And Tshomo left.
Nothing was helping to cheer her up. Every try she made was indeed making her worst.
“Ah…. What should I do?”
“If I don’t act now, it will be too late” Dechen was talking to herself.
“I wish someone can hear and understand me”
But it was only the walls of her room who heard and answered silently.
“I need to do something about it”
She imagined the murder scene again, but instead of Tshomo, it was her fiancee Sonam.
The next moment she was in jail. “Ah, not a good idea.”
“I will tell Dad, that Sonam is a cheater. Maybe I will ask Tshomo to flirt with him and set up a situation of catching him red-handed.”
“But what if he finds out me and Tshomo were playing tricks. Both of us will be dead meat.”
“That is a bad idea again”
She could not think of anything further other than banging her head on the silent walls who was listening and answering silently.
“I think I should talk with my Dad instead” she felt better as if it was the cure she was waiting for.
“He is my Dad after all, he will surely understand me. I will tell him that I have plans, I need to work harder for my promotions, and at least be someone before summoning completely to others. Moreover, I want to be independent and be the boss of my own.”
She thought there is no harm in trying and would make her feel better rather than living in regrets after decades.
Dechen decided to go and visit her Dad personally. “Talking such issues over the phone is inappropriate and it will be difficult for him to convince”
She quickly took a shower which made her even better but kept on praying and wishing to god “Please let my Dad listen to me and say okay”
After few minutes she was out on the streets towards the bus station which is few steps away from her apartment. Her hair was still wet and she was wearing a woolen brown sweater with faded blue jeans which matched with her eyes. As usual, she carried her regular red backpack which carries all her necessary things.
She walked faster than her normal speed and reached the bus station.
She bought a bus ticket and was finally on the way home. Usually, she feels an excitement and happy but it was different this time, it was a mixture of happiness, sadness, excitement, fear, and worries.
She was on the way to meet dad, and tell him that she is not going to marry, to tell him to cancel all the wedding preparations, to tell him that half done preparations are all wasted and finally to let her Dad go through the pain and shatter the dream of her daughter getting married, to tell him that her dreams are important than her Dad.
She knew she is going to hurt her dad and wanted to cancel the whole idea of going home to meet dad.
“I think that is a bad idea as well,” she thought and decided to go back to her apartment but the bus was already moving to its destiny and it is going to reach there in 14 hours.