Mrs.Dunne was sitting by the side of the fireplace in the cold winter night, knitting the woolen sweater. She was wearing her high-power-thick-framed spectacles and her hair was tied in a tight bun at her back.
The Rolling Stones' Paint It Black was playing in her old radio. On listening to the lyrics, her thoughts slowly traveled back in the memory lane to when she was a young girl.
*****
"Daddy, why are we painting the fence black while Mrs.Rosie and Mr.Gardner have their fence painted in white?"
"Black is my favorite color Dunne"
This happened when Dunne was four years old.
*****
"Daddy why are we still riding on a truck, while Mr.Alex and his son have got a small vehicle they call as Taar?"
"Its not Taar Dunne, it is car. We are still having a truck because, I love driving a truck than a car".
This happened when Dunne was six years old.
*****
Dunne has always felt that her father has not given her enough space in life. She felt that he always had the attitude of dominating things and doing stuffs in his own way. This Point of View of Dunne got more intensified when Mr.Weber married Ms.Allen when Dunne was twelve years old. Dunne felt lost and stranded.
Days, months and years rolled. Mrs. Allen gave birth to two sons and a daughter. At the age of fifteen, teenager Dunne picked up a fight with her father who according to her was the most selfish and dominating person in her world, and moved out to live with her then boyfriend Mr.Brown.
All her step-brothers and step-sister treated her unfriendly. Mrs.Allen Weber was Dunne's she school teacher. Dunne hated her. She cannot understand why her father married Ms.Allen. That was something strange to Dunne even then.
*****
When Mrs.Dunne Wellington was fifty-six years old, her father who was octogenarian has passed away. " That was before four years", she heard herself murmuring to her. The old arm chair creaked a little when she stood up. She adjusted her spectacles. Dunne slowly kept the woolen sweater and needle beside the hot tea-pot on the table and headed towards her bed room with her walking stick.
*****
Mr.Weber had always showed immense love for Dunne's mother. But, Since he joined hands with Allen, Dunne felt that her father's love for her mother is not true. She just recollected how many days she had cried thinking about her innocent mother; this only increased her hate more towards her father.
She slowly sat on her bed and placed the walking stick beside her and pulled out a drawer. She took out an envelope and slowly walked toward the fireplace. Her heart was as hard as rock.
*****
Moments later, she was standing in front of the fire place with the envelope in her hand. She was about to throw that into the fire. It was all that her father had left for her, after his death. But all of sudden, her intuition told her," Dunne, do not be in a haste, think a little. Though Dad did not really like Mum, Mum's love for Dad is true and pure. She had always loved her husband and spoke good about him when she was alive. What if you open this and see what he has left for you?"
*****
Hours passed. Finally Dunne made up her mind and opened the seal with a big sigh. She found a small letter and a will enclosed with it.
*****
Dear Dunne,
I do not know if I will be alive when this letter reaches your hand. I have always loved your mother more than Allen and so you were born. Me and your mother have always loved you.
Your mother is my first true love in my life and so you are always special to me. Here I have enclosed a will stating that you are the sole owner of the 50 acre farm land that I have in Dundee, after my demise.
I would also like you to know that I have not given this to Allen's children because I Love You and your mother more than them.
Love.
Father.
P.S: First true love lives in heart till last breath.
*****
Dunne felt numb. She cried.
The Rolling Stones' Paint It Black was playing in her old radio. On listening to the lyrics, her thoughts slowly traveled back in the memory lane to when she was a young girl.
*****
"Daddy, why are we painting the fence black while Mrs.Rosie and Mr.Gardner have their fence painted in white?"
"Black is my favorite color Dunne"
This happened when Dunne was four years old.
*****
"Daddy why are we still riding on a truck, while Mr.Alex and his son have got a small vehicle they call as Taar?"
"Its not Taar Dunne, it is car. We are still having a truck because, I love driving a truck than a car".
This happened when Dunne was six years old.
*****
Dunne has always felt that her father has not given her enough space in life. She felt that he always had the attitude of dominating things and doing stuffs in his own way. This Point of View of Dunne got more intensified when Mr.Weber married Ms.Allen when Dunne was twelve years old. Dunne felt lost and stranded.
Days, months and years rolled. Mrs. Allen gave birth to two sons and a daughter. At the age of fifteen, teenager Dunne picked up a fight with her father who according to her was the most selfish and dominating person in her world, and moved out to live with her then boyfriend Mr.Brown.
All her step-brothers and step-sister treated her unfriendly. Mrs.Allen Weber was Dunne's she school teacher. Dunne hated her. She cannot understand why her father married Ms.Allen. That was something strange to Dunne even then.
*****
When Mrs.Dunne Wellington was fifty-six years old, her father who was octogenarian has passed away. " That was before four years", she heard herself murmuring to her. The old arm chair creaked a little when she stood up. She adjusted her spectacles. Dunne slowly kept the woolen sweater and needle beside the hot tea-pot on the table and headed towards her bed room with her walking stick.
*****
Mr.Weber had always showed immense love for Dunne's mother. But, Since he joined hands with Allen, Dunne felt that her father's love for her mother is not true. She just recollected how many days she had cried thinking about her innocent mother; this only increased her hate more towards her father.
She slowly sat on her bed and placed the walking stick beside her and pulled out a drawer. She took out an envelope and slowly walked toward the fireplace. Her heart was as hard as rock.
*****
Moments later, she was standing in front of the fire place with the envelope in her hand. She was about to throw that into the fire. It was all that her father had left for her, after his death. But all of sudden, her intuition told her," Dunne, do not be in a haste, think a little. Though Dad did not really like Mum, Mum's love for Dad is true and pure. She had always loved her husband and spoke good about him when she was alive. What if you open this and see what he has left for you?"
*****
Hours passed. Finally Dunne made up her mind and opened the seal with a big sigh. She found a small letter and a will enclosed with it.
*****
Dear Dunne,
I do not know if I will be alive when this letter reaches your hand. I have always loved your mother more than Allen and so you were born. Me and your mother have always loved you.
Your mother is my first true love in my life and so you are always special to me. Here I have enclosed a will stating that you are the sole owner of the 50 acre farm land that I have in Dundee, after my demise.
I would also like you to know that I have not given this to Allen's children because I Love You and your mother more than them.
Love.
Father.
P.S: First true love lives in heart till last breath.
*****
Dunne felt numb. She cried.
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