WEAPON

(Present day)

A girl is standing on the rooftop of a building with some papers in her one hand . The papers flew away with the cold breeze but girl is still standing there with no change in position and face expressions and observed the city lights silently .

' Life is an unimaginable story . What is going to happen and when can never be predicted . Coincidences randomly occur in ours lives but sometimes we believe them as our fate . As for me , I am still figuring out that what I started 2 years back was a coincidence or my fate ? When I initiated finding some answers , I never knew I would unfold an unimaginable story about my .....'

My mother is my whole world . I love my mother more than anything in this world .

Except my mother , I never knew I had any other blood relations . And about my Dad , a blank page . Ever since childhood when ever I asked about my father , I was told that he will come one day but when nobody knows .

And my story started 3 years back.....

My mother is a working lady who worked as secretary of George Hale , owner of 'The Castle ' , the grandest hotel in the city. She is an independent lady and a responsible single parent. In these years she managed to raise her daughter in the best possible environment. She provided everything I need to nourish myself as a growing child. And I was able to get into ' Bridge ' one of the top schools in our city .

(Date -23 October 2015)

I came from school but the environment at home was not normal . My mother who usually spend her time at her office at this hour was sitting in living room , her eyes stuck at TV screen . The screen was showing the funeral of a wealthy personality -' Jacob Silaz' the man behind the success of ' The Silaz ' .The Silaz is the most expensive company which is the host of world's most expensive and fastest cars . Every year they break their own records . The brands they introduce are well famous all over the world .

When I noticed my mother , her eyes were full of tears and her lips were trembling . I couldn't make head to toe of the situation . I quietly went toward her and held her shoulders and asked ' Mom, why are you crying ? . She replied with a tear falling from her eye ' He .. he is ... my father '. I was shocked and looked upon TV screen and my mother . I had so many questions but I knew this was not the right timing to ask . I had to calm down my mother first . I insisted her to sleep but she kept on crying . I thought to myself it's best to let her emotions burst out . I patiently wait outside the room . We both were struggling that day . Next day , I woke up at sofa and went to Mom's room to check upon her . She was still sleeping , so I didn't wake her up and prepared breakfast for her . When I took breakfast to her room , she was already up. She was looking outside the window with her swollen eyes . I placed the breakfast tray on the side table and sat beside her . I held her hands to gave her a feeling that she was not lonely . I placed her hand on my cheek and cheer her up saying ' feeling better ' . She sighed and started with a sentence which I wasn't expecting ' you always wanted to know about your father ' . My mind couldn't make it out why this topic was rising all of sudden when I already gave up on knowing about my family tree . Before I could say or ask anything , a tear dropped from her eye . She started ' A worst desicion that changed my life . We were two sisters raised by our father . Our mother died long ago that I can't even remember her face . Our father didn't marry another women . A nanny took care of us when father was out for business . My sister was 3 years older than me and married a man of father's choice . I was 21 by then when everything was going smooth until I met Mark Wilson '.

Mark Wilson , a business tycoon and proficient competitor of Silaz for so many years. I was shocked to hear such properous names . My mother continued ,' I fell in love with him in few meetings and decided to marry him but father never agreed . And then...' . My mother stopped . I asked her , ' and then.....' . She replied I ran off to marry him . I never returned after that . After few days , I heard that father fell ill but I couldn't get courage to see him . After a month , we had a fight , it was our first and last fight till now . He never came back home afterwards . All I could do was to regret my decision. The person I came for , leaving behind my father , left me alone before I could tell him that I was pregnant.... I didn't visit my father either and came to this city ' my mother ended her story with another tear . Although I had many questions but I asked only ' Did he know he has a daughter? ' and my mother replied ' I don't know ' . I don't know why I didn't want to ask any more questions .I was angry as well as upset . I just felt that I was standing at distance having no methods to stop her from crying .

( Present time )

" The past is a closed door and the present is the open one". But now I have opened that closed door and when i saw who was behind that door , my world stopped . The person standing was my........