“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”—Mark Twain
He told to me not even looking into my eyes. I only stared blankly at him. What was going on? We were going to get engage, but now…I hear this?
"Why?" I asked him.
"I’ve found someone else. I’m not ready to be committed yet." He said once again. I only gave a sigh. How long has it been since we’ve been together? Two—no three years? And yet he wants to break up because of an engagement. I can only give him a sadden smile, "Alright."
I turned, walking away from him, my eyes becoming more teary. My chest hurts so much, that it was ready to explode. I hate the fact that he just took out my heart and crushed it that instantly. The only thing I regret was that I trusted him and loved him to the point where it really hurts.
"Kasumi!" My mom silently yelled out. I nearly jumped out of my seat. It took me a while to realize what was going on. My eyes wondered in front of me to a couple with a son my age. I almost forgot why I was there in the first place. I bowed down to them to apologize.
"Sorry, my daughter sometimes doesn’t know her place, but she is a great person. Hopefully we can make arrangements, after you have thought about it." My mom continued as she smiled to them. They only nodded and told us that they will think about it.
Once they left, my mom literally slapped the back of head. I gave an annoyed face rubbing the area that was hit as she walked back into the room. Sighing heavily, I looked up at the ceiling. This sucks. I wouldn’t be in this situation if my engagement wasn’t stopped.
I went into the kitchen readying dinner. As I was peeling the vegetables, I gave another heavy sigh. I come from a respectable family where the daughters are taught to be graceful and the son is to be a gentlemen. We follow strict tradition because that was my father’s last wish when he passed away. My mother had to look after us, me, my brother and sister. We all grew up to believe that the eldest should get married first then the younger siblings.
I was the oldest and everything was going to plan until…
Since my siblings had found someone already and were expecting themselves to get married after me, they had to hold it off. My only decision was having an arrange marriage. If it was for my family I will sacrifice my own happiness for them. After being hurt so badly with my relationship, this was the only thing that I can do. I’m willing to do this, no matter what. I’d rather see my siblings happy with their love life and not be affected with my stupid engagement that took a stumble.
“You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
You’re on your own.
And you know what you know.
You are the guy who’ll decide where to go.”—Dr. Seuss