Crossing the Mirage:Passing Through Youth

In the melancholy of that thought-wave, she found herself in tears, but as her brother came back to her in apprehension, she wiped them away in dejection.

“I'm sorry I've upset you,” he was upset himself.

“It's the accident of being born a girl that is upsetting,” she said as a fresh bout of tears gushed out of her eyes.

Seeing Chandra perturbed, she patted him for equanimity.

“I'm sorry for both of us,” he said, himself in tears.

“It's no use your living in misery here,” she said thoughtfully. “I will help you break free.”

“What if they turn sour with you?”

“Don't worry,” she said resignedly, “I'll find my own release.”

“Thanks to you,” he said clasping her hand, “I don't feel helpless anymore. And I owe it to you forever.”

“I know life wouldn't be the same for you,” she patted his head, “and try to be brave always.”