I lost money. And i am in misery.
I know the kaam wali (maid servant) has stolen it. I went right at 7'o clock in the morning downstairs to have breakfast while she cleaned my room and put my bag on the side table.
Can you even imagine the misery i must be going through? When you lose the EIDI you get and when this is the only reason why you wait for EID-ul-Fitr? I feel like pulling off my hair and banging my head in some wall.
And now when I look at her when i know she's the culprit, and I am so damn sure about it, my mom come and says "She's swearing upon God she didn't steal it.."
WILL SHE ACCEPT? Who will say, "Yes I made a fake account on some XXX and put up her/his naked pictures?" NO ONE. So why will she accept? I don't know what to do. I want to deal harsh with her but look at my situation. The sentence by Mom doesn't complete here. She says: "She's swearing upon God she didn't steal it.. ITS ALL YOUR FAULT. YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN CAREFUL."
It feels like a broken dream. Like a child given hot chocolate brownie just to smell it. Like trying on Charles & Keith but not having enough money to buy them. Like losing credit in the middle of the text-conversation. Like getting delivered a stale KFC burger. It's like reading Sidney Sheldon and losing book before knowing it's end. It's all so awful.
Well I still have some left but still, the grief of losing something is more than felicity of having something. Agree?
Anyways, how was your Eid? Tell me. Or whatever is going on. I need to take my mind of that money. Listen to Pitterpat - ErinMcCarley. I just came across it and fell in love with it.
P.s: I am away for some while so won't be commenting on your posts much. But i am reading them always. Always!