"Wow!" He exclaimed and thought to himself, 'It's so cool.'

He picked up his brush and tried to create a stroke on the blank canvas which stood in front of his bedroom window. He tried to blow away a feather of some bird lying on the window sill. He tried to sit on the chair in front of his desk, and he was able to do that. He rejoiced in his heart and then, opened a piece of paper, and took the pen from the drawer where he always kept them, and then started writing:

Dear Mum,

Don't worry about me. I know that you and dad have been worrying about me for the past few days, but believe me, I'm fine. I have some problems with my body and will be unable to wake up for half a month.

I know, that you think this is unbelievable and that this is fraud, but no, magic exists in this real world. Mum, I really miss you and Dad. So, I fought for a few moments of time to write a letter to you. I know that you are still confused and I can't show you anything right now. But believe me Mum, you should wait for at least half a month. Please don't do anything that you'll regret later.

Mum, do you know that I have got two new companions. They don't fight with me. They are much like my other friends at college. They don't befriend me for their advantage. Mum, I'm so happy. But I miss you and dad a lot. I also, miss all my friends. Could you just tell them not to worry about me? They won't be able to contact me, and they will be very concerned. Please Mum, pa.s.s on a message to them.

Mum, I feel that you have gotten thinner. Mum, you need to eat and rest more. Don't torture yourself. Nothing is your fault. Mum, please listen to me. I'm okay. I'll get up soon. My new friends promised to me that they will help me. Mum, we are all together. Take care of yourself and dad. I don't have much time to write. Mum, I love you. Wait for me, okay?

Your loving son,

Brad.

He wrote the letter as fast as he could and immediately stroked out few other lines in the blank canvas. n.o.body would notice that beneath that was a code. A code which his mum only knew, and would eventually understand. He knew that the letter wasn't enough to rea.s.sure his mum, so, he left that code for her to understand that it was really him who wrote it.

He went towards the window sill and looked outside. Clouds covered the sun, and in a gloomy atmosphere, the whole city was bustling. He did not know which day it was. He looked outside for a few more minutes and then, closed his eyes again. He was back to his consciousness. He took a deep breath to calm down his aching heart. He knew that he was missing his mum terribly, but, he did not know that writing that letter would be more emotional for him.

From the childhood till now, he never stayed out of his mother's sights. He really missed his mother. His father was always busy with politics, but it was his mother who always gave him time. Two drops of tear fell from his eyes, and got soaked in his trousers.