The Unbreakable
The Unbreakable mum stories

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My worst nightmare came true. Did I survive? Did I give in? Sigh!

The Unbreakable

During my childhood days, the only thing that would cheer me up was that little white dress I absolutely adored. Mum told me that I’d never let it go.

Why would I? When I went to G (that’s what Greenland is known as back in my hood) with my brothers, that was the only thing that kept me warm.

Why Greenland? Well, nobody asked why and how Punjabi became the third language in Canadian Parliament after English and French, so let’s not go down that road, shall we?

Some say that I never really had a childhood. I had to leave to G pretty young.

My parents stayed back home and the last thing they told me was “Be strong and never let anything break you down, you strong, independent woman”.

My close friends wouldn’t stop teasing me with that – strong, independent woman.

So there I was, on my way to G with my brothers. I was looking outside the window and gazing at the empty sky, almost dozing off, when this bunch of guys showed up right next to our seats.

I had never seen them before and they definitely didn’t look like one of us. Trying not to be racist here, but we looked much fairer than them.

Don’t get me wrong! But I grew up hearing “white foreigners” and “brown Indians” all my life.

When I woke up, I knew I was already in G – it was so cold that I wished I could just turn the AC off. It was so dark as well that I started panicking for a while.

Being a bit claustrophobic too, I closed my eyes and imagined that I was in a beach. When I had calmed myself down a bit, I checked for my brothers.

Their seats were empty! It just took me a second to realize that I was all alone there with those “white foreigners”.

Too cold, too stuffy, all alone with a bunch of strangers in the dark – my worst nightmare came true.

“Be strong and never let anything break you down, you strong, independent woman” – I kept repeating that to myself when the conductor arrived! Phew! He started checking for tickets, I believe.

I couldn’t find mine! Oh well, what a day! Two of those foreigners were thrown out; so that’s what happens when you try to cheat the system with free rides.

I was so sure I was next, but the conductor didn’t come to my compartment! Thank God!

I fell asleep and saw Mum in my dream. “Mum, it’s so cold here but don’t worry, I have my little white dress with me.

I don’t know what my future holds; it all depends on what my purpose of life is. So far, I am thinking scrambled eggs, but Dad says omelette. Let’s see; being an egg is not easy.

” That’s when the “conductor” opened the LG fridge and took me out for some nice egg benedict.

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