Dissociation Reaction

By Bhagyalaxmi Sahu

My heart and mind were pounding when my father left me by the train and went home. Tears welled in my eyes; my father turned around and said, "Daughter, I'm leaving, daughter, I'm leaving." He said this not once or twice but four or five times and left the train compartment. He came back and said, "I'm going, daughter." At that moment, I didn't know if there were tears in my eyes, but they came out in a big way. At that time, I couldn't hold back my tears or keep a smile on my lips. After some effort, I calmed down a little. I slowly wiped away the tears and smiled. He went out of the train compartment again, looked through the half-open window, and said, "I'm going, I'm going..........."But he had not gone that far; he was so angry. The train started moving slowly; I was looking at my father's slippers and feet in that half-open window. I kept looking until he woke up. Tears were slowly flowing from my eyes. The tears from my eyes were slowly wiped away with my fingers. I put my mind elsewhere as I messaged my friend. Slowly, my tears stopped.

By Bhagyalaxmi Sahu