I was watching a movie, about a girl who got HIV because she drank tender coconut water in the road where the straw has the virus from the sellers mouth, he was holding it in his mouth while cutting the coconut. Same time the girl had a small bike accident and got hurt in her tooth and bleeding a little drank the coconut water, without knowing that’s going to change every bit of her life from then.
It was absolutely pathetic, the director, still framed a story line and gave some time for the girl to show her ups and downs like every other teenager and how it all goes against her with the one change, her dreams has to be buried, her desires are no longer valid.
Everyday life teaches her new lessons she takes her time to obtain an acceptance, finally she ends up in longing for life and lots of pain. Family and friends came back again to just say her goodbye!
She is a heroine, she got a hero who makes her an empty card, written “I love you” in the middle , which is her long time wish, to get one. She believed only in those 3 words from a man who loves her and not much of wrote up! And she got one at the end.
Her story is well said here, whereas for lots of people, they don’t have the education to think and explain themselves as well.
Power of expression and speech sometimes is not there at all or it gets suppressed by time.
Felt like I had to write about it, cannot give a happy ending, It’s just that I want to write it out!
Dedicated to lots of people who are secluded with terminal illness sometimes with or without support and it makes a big difference for ourselves to be human to people who need a min of care, but for them …
I can’t write for them.. I see it like it’s not adding any day in life but it’s filling their with some freshness! A pinch of freshness can help!