voices we hear, voices we want to hear, voices within us.

Sati was lying, half eyes opened, when she opened her eyes she saw a man, tall well build opening the curtains of an window letting the sunrays inside the room, flashing the rays on Sati to wake her up from sleep. Then the man comes near the bed and trying to pull her in his arms and kissing her forehead and saying "good morning". Sati trying to hold him more closer. Suddenly she falls on her knees on the floor, one leg on the bed and other on the floor, half body flying in the middle of the bed and floor. She manages herself and pulls herself on the bed again slaping her cheeks to wake her up from the dream. Well that was a dream which she often gets. She got up from her bedroom and walks though the hall to the kitchen.She notices her sister sitting in the sofa, having the breakfast while watching TV. Then she takes the milk container and places it on the gas stove and lights it, and goes to the bathroom to brush her teeth.

After 15mins, a cup of coffee in her hand in the hall.

Sati, " move a little bit" grabbing the TV remote from her sister and changes to music channel.

Tulasi, " don't change the channel!!!, I am watching it".

Sati, " It's my turn now sisterrr".

Tulsai, " MOM, your daughter have changed the channel, ask her to give back the remote ".

Mom, " don't start your fight morning itself ".

I kept on changing the channel until I find a good song and kept thinking about the man in my dream. Who was it and his voice was so calm and sweet. Wait, what kind of stupid dream it is. I don't even have a lover. Why should I even think about this stupid dream but the man in the dream was so handsome.

Suddenly someone rings the doorbell.

Mom came to attend the visitor , me and my sister where jumping to our rooms as we where in our night dress. Mom started to invite the person into house. While me and my sister where sneeking to see who was it. First we noticed a womens' voice and then many voices.

Oh shit! today is grandpa's 20th death anniversary which I have totally forgot about it. Me and my sister staring each other recollecting what day is today. Oh shit! It's already 9 am and we both are still in our night dress.

Tulasi and Sati, "I need to a take shower" both said at the same time, running towards the bathroom. Tulasi got in first and fastly closing the door.

Ohhh.. no... I am in danger zone.. I can't even leave the room, If I go out my relatives will start giving advice...oh God.... I heard a knock and when I turned around to see my aunt is already in my room.

Great, she started scanning the room and notices me in night dress, I gave her a fake smile. I seriously don't like any of my relatives. They all are just creeping and asshole.

Aunt," why are you still in your night dress. it's already time for the pooja, still you are not ready.. Look at you, you are in age of getting married."

There she goes now she will start giving lecture about being an typical Indian girl.

Aunt, " you should wake up early, get dressed and tie your hair, try to learn wearing Saree, haa do you know cooking?"

The bathroom opens, finally my sister is out and now I can escape from the lecture. Quickly I grab my clothes and towel ran into the bathroom ignoring her lecture.

An about an hour we all gathered in the pooja room. Wowowoww is that my houses' pooja room.. man! look at those food they are offering and the decorations with flowers.

It's so beautiful. All the God idols and God photos where decorated with flowers and the smell of agarbatti.. I just love the smell.

Hey I haven't noticed that chain. It was placed near grandpa's photo, its pretty though old and elegant. The pooja has started and ended early. mmm, That was quick.

Aunt takes the chain from grandpa's photos and heads towards me. She then grabs my hand and places the chain in my plam.

Aunt, " It's yours from on. It belongs to your ancestors and now it's yours and you need to pass it on to next generation. Until then you need to keep it and protect it. "

Sati," But, I don't want. Can you give it to someone else from our family. It's precious and I may loose it".

Suddenly a strange voice I started to hear it again, the same voice

"Don't forget, what you are, and why you are sent for. Don't forget what you are capable of".

I was dizzy and I was not able to stand,started falling on aunty.