She dresses up herself; she didn't give much attention while dressing. She did comb her hair but didn't give it much attention. Without even checking her bag, she put it on and walked out of her apartment.

She was taking little steps slowly, slowly towards the school. Her little palms were holding the bag's strap, while her carrying out on her back. There were smiling junior students running beside her. The little boy ran in the front, while two ran after him. They were full of laughter. Two high school girls were gossiping smilingly, they seemed to be a very busy body. Some people were opening their stops. The old man smilingly said to his son, “hey boy, it looks like you are doing great progress." The old man's son smiled proudly. She could hear all of this, even though; she was facing down to the ground the entire time.

She notices a change in the brick pattern on the footpath she was walking onto. She realizes that she has arrived at college. She didn't realize the passage of time on the way. She moves a little forward and then turns left. She enters the college; she downturned face finally looked forward. She notices girls busy talking. Boys busy in their conversation that was loud enough to be heard from a little far. Her eyes turned a little sad.

“I have never felt alone in my apartment or an empty room but I can feel it clearly when I am surrounded by people."

“Now, I realize, loneliness is a feeling of finally understanding that you are alone even in a crowd."

She walked inside.

“Even though I don't like this place but I don't want to leave this place." She exclaimed to herself and walked to the classroom and sat in the middle desk of the last row.

Their homeroom teacher walks in, all the standing ones sat on the random desks in the hurry to sit.

Homeroom teacher makes an announcement, “today, we are having some officers of the national education department. Please welcome them."

A beautiful lady surrounded by many other officers in black suits enters. The lady must be in her late 30's or 40's but the beauty she had on her face was abundant.

The girl recognizes the lady, "Miss Rira Rara” she exclaimed to herself.

She surprisingly exclaimed, " Miss Rira Rara". Miss Rira Rara is my father's, first love. She couldn't marry him as my grandparents didn't let her. She got divorced by her husband in an arranged marriage, only after a month. From then, she had taken care of me and my eldest brother. But a few years ago, my mother drove her away for a little misunderstanding. To me, she has always been my mother but from the moment she left the city, she didn't contact me. I tried but I didn't know exactly how.

Miss Rira Rara speaks up, " good morning, everyone. I hope you all are enjoying your day. I am here for a normal journal test for you all"