"Oh wait, watch your steps! Don't stumble and could you sit straight please? Don't smile and do conceal your pride, baby girl. We cannot stop the fiends but we can always blame your existence." Dear world, You welcomed me with winds winnowing my cheeks, people starring me with gleaming eyes. Papa was overwhelmed, maa could finally see the life she had been carrying for months. Everything seemed joyous and calm. But was it the calm before storm? Why did disgust run through my vein when that man with squinting eyes held me? Why did I feel pain with tears streaming down my cheeks when all he did was let a moan of joy escape his lips? I thought you were supposed to take care of me, world. I thought...
