It was a cold night and Beth was sitting on her favorite couch, the moon was bright and huge, ready to listen to what Beth had in her mind. Quietness was trying to conquer her, but that impeccable silent shrieks were now a part of Beth. She was only 16 years old, still learning life, trying to figure out
what is happening in her life and why. She was feeling lonely, occupied by her own thoughts, and within a few minutes she was lying asleep, the moon still shining bright on her. Beth’s father, a middleaged man, working in a law firm, some 500 km away in Seattle.
He was a very loving and caring father but for earning a good living he had to stay away for weeks.
Nevertheless, Beth was a brave girl she loved her family, which was not a happy family for her.
Beth’s mother, Amanda was a strong lady but for the last few months, she is living a life worse than hell. Beth, being a sensitive girl cared for her mother and as her teacher, Miss Sarah told her that she must let her do what she wants to do, because like a pure soul she ought to believe that freedom is real love.
Her mother was working in a hotel, but a few months ago she had a row with her boss
over a petty issue and her boss fired her. Now temporarily she is working in a candy-making factory for 5 hours a day and in the evening she provides freelanced babysitting services.
After her mother’s financial crises Beth was no more a bright student, she was skipping classes, one day she was sleeping in the class, her hairs were disheveled, her eyes swollen, with pale skin.
Miss Sarah noticed this deterioration and ventured to ask Beth.
“ Is everything ok sweetheart?” said Miss Sarah.
“Yeah, why are you asking? Inquired Beth in a rude tone.
“because you do not smile very often now, are you having any issues? we can have a discussion if
you like to.”
“No! I do not need anyone to discuss my problems with”, shouted Beth.
Miss Sarah was muddled with what she had just experienced. She tried to stop Beth but Beth shoved
her off and took her way to home.
“I am home mom”
“Mom?, is anybody home? cried, Beth.
Suddenly a figure appeared from her parent’s room. It was her neighbor, Liz.
“what are you doing here? Where is mom?”
“ your mom was drunk and she tried to beat my kid with this belt” she showed her the belt which
her mother bought for her father as a birthday present.
“ I just tried to stop her, Beth I really think that your mother should consult a psychologist or she can
move to a rehabilitation center, for she is losing her control day by day”, said Miss Liz in a concerned
Beth was infuriated with this thought that people are having sympathy for her parents, it tore her
Beth shouted, “ my mother is not a devil, who would hurt your son, you better take care of you so, do not let him out, if you do not feel safe”. She was breathing very fast, her heartbeat was like rolling drums.
Liz was appalled, she tried to console Beth. “ no one has ever said that your mother is a devil? She is a nice lady, she is in trouble, you and your father must help her, that is what I meant, why are you assuming things? Which no one ever said?”
Beth’s anger was out of control now. She can feel that heat in her body and her forehead was about to boil.
She screamed and took that glass from the shelf and threw that on the wall, with as much strength as she could, “get out of our house, it is our family, she is my mother, she is fine, and I am not mad, you and your stupid son do not know how to behave, my mom is fine, she does not need any treatment”
Liz was an emphatic person. She decided to discuss this matter with Beth’s father.
Again it was a cold night, Beth was sitting outside in the porch, Amanda called her, she was awake now.
“yes, mom” how are you feeling now?
“ ouch! My head, it is hurting, I can not move, what is this in your hand?” inquired Amanda in a greedy tone as if she wanted to quench her thirst of the unavoidable dryness of life.
“is it wine?”
“no, mum” hesitated Beth, it’s just a glass of water, I fetch for you” she licked her lips out of sheer desperation.
“ oh thanks you dear, did you have dinner?”
“I do not think I am hungry, you want something?”
“No, I am ok I need some more beer, can you get me a jug from the store?” .. no wait, I am going,
you stay at home”
Alone and tired, Beth sat down on the floor, her hands were trembling, she wanted to cry, but her voice was stuck in her throat.
“why my mother is not like other mothers?”, am I going to live in a devastated family?” a
threatening thought prevailed.
“ People want me to trust them and here I am unable to convince myself, lost, hesitant in trusting
my own mother”, I think she does not love us, she took us for granted”
All night her mother did not come back, and she tried to convince herself that she is a strong girl and her mother has got right to whatever she wants to.
Next morning, Mr. Jonas, Beth’s father arrived, he found that Beth was very weak and his wife has destroyed herself.
“get up Beth, look I am back,” said Jonas while caressing Beth’s forehead.
Beth rubbed her eyes, she was perturbed and excited, simultaneously. Suddenly she started to weep and gradually like the inevitable storm after scorching summers, it ended in crying.
“ I can not take this anymore, Dad, I am hurt” please save my family Dad, she cried with a shrill shriek.
Mr. Jonas was not expecting this response, in the overflow of emotions, she took Beth to her bedroom and consoled her.
“Everything is alright, I am here, do not worry”
Beth resisted, she pushed her father and said “ no people are mean, it does not matter if someone is your father or mother, people love money, I have learned it. Dad, you and mom” she paused and then muster the strength to speak, what she felt.
“parents love money more than their kids, it is a myth that parents love their kids”
“look at you! You do not miss me, and mum, she drinks until she is out of her senses, only because she does not want to think about her loss”
“ you know what does that mean, Dad?”
“what?” said Mr. Jonas in a trembling voice.
“ It means that loss for parents is a loss of money, what their child suffers and bears and the consequences for this suffering are not counted as a loss, really Dad if I am feeling this pain, why you people are unable to feel it?”
Beth turned her face towards the wall, rubbing her hands.
“ I do not think I am your “beloved” daughter anymore”
Till then Amanda was back home, she was listening to their conversation, Mr. Jonas turned around, with a heavy heart and both parents looked in each other eyes as if accepting and blaming each other of what they have done to their girl.
Ironically still, They did not know that they have earned a lot, but this earning was the demise of a growing world, they earned the badges which will burn bright and engulf thousands of aspirations one day.