THE GIRL WHO WANTED TO LIVE
Why would anyone get
addicted to something that gives you a temporary feeling of numbness and
happiness? Why are these people not tough enough to face the world without a
drug addiction?
Kiara’s best friend was
dealing with a drug addiction. It seemed normal for everyone but her. At first
it was a big thing for her because even the word smoking was a no-no for her. She was trying to figure out the new “high-ways”
of this age. She knew what was right what was wrong and she obviously knew how
her friend was hell bent upon ruining her life.
Kiara wanted to try
everything in life. She had tried smoking and it was quite evident that she
didn’t like it. She wanted to help her friend out.
Her friend Alisha was a
very unique and talented girl. She was beautiful. She had this charm in her
that attracted people towards her. She had long shiny hair and the most
expressive eyes. She was very creative and intelligent. She knew her way with
words and the best of all, she knew how to lie. She was good at lying, making
up stories and giving excuses.
Alisha was just seventeen
when she smoked her first joint. Kiara didn’t know her at that time and had no
clue that her entry would change her life as well. They both met in college,
their last year in college. Everyone was mature enough to differentiate from
the good and bad. Kiara never liked Alisha smoking up and according to Alisha
it was just a joint of weed. It all starts from here. Just one drag of
cigarette, just one sip of alcohol, just one drag of a joint, just one lie.
Kiara knew Alisha in and out and she knew to what extent she could go with her
excuses.
Kiara tried stopping her,
tried explaining things to her, tried talking her out of it and it did work out
in a way. She did try making her do things that didn’t make her think of weed
or cigarettes or partying like a crazy freak. She just wanted her out of it. She
wanted her to use her talent and get involved with better things. She was there
for her whenever she needed her.
Alisha was avoiding
abusing drugs and was facing a relapse day by day. It was really difficult for
her family. All they could do is just be there for her. They were trying their
best to support her. Kiara was making her meet old friends. She did speak up
one day, “I am sorry Kiara. I even need to apologise to my family because I know
I ruined my life. I am sorry for every damn second of hope where you felt that I
won’t lie. I am sorry for saying no for rehab. I am ready to go, I don’t want
everyone to suffer because of me.”
Kiara was happy that
evening after Alisha promised her that she will visit the rehab. She came back
home happy and content. Kiara knew she would get the best sleep that night
because her best friend had finally gotten some sense.
Kiara did sleep well and
so did Alisha. The only difference was Kiara woke up and Alisha never did.
Alisha died in her sleep. No one knows how, why, when? They all know that she
was ready to give another chance to her life but life had a few other plans.
It takes time to forget
people who you know had a lot in them to make it big in life. Kiara never
remembers her as the drug addict who passed away in her sleep. She remembers
Alisha as a young, talented chirpy girl who got lost trying to search for
herself. A girl with big dreams and a little hope from life. A girl who loved
her people. A girl who had lots to say but had just little time. A girl who
wanted to live…
-Samanah.
Rizvi
14th July 2013
23:23
p.m
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