Feathers of Discord: A Tale of Wavering Love

FEATHERS OF DISCORD: A
TALE OF WAVERING LOVE
Joyce Christy
Feathers of discord : A tale of wavering love
This is a work of novel with a key(creative non-fiction), where the “novel”

represents real people and the“ key ”is the relationship between the non-fiction
and the fiction.
Text copyright©2024 by Joyce Christy

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First Chapter: 12 July2024
Published by Christy Family, India
E- mail: joyce29christy@gmail.com
"In a realm where magic crackles with
tension, we dwell beneath one roof, bound
by fate's whims yet divided by our own
endearing differences. "
This book of chapters is dedicated to the one closest to my heart. His entry into
my life changed everything – making me irritable at times or showering immense love
on him. For now, i won't reveal who he is, but he has a major part in my life
because i always wanted someone to stay by my side, someone who would listen to me,
especially when i cried. So now, i want to take you to a place where life has givn
me its greatest gift or perhaps its hardest lesson.
Chapter : 1
The reason for this title is that I both count it and don't count it
among my mistakes list. Cause sometimes I feel he's really good and
i prayed to God to take me first before him but sometimes I feel like
why did he even came to my peaceful life, which resulted in a
feeling like flushing him down the toilet,– though just kidding (but
honestly, sometimes i do feel that way). But yeah, don't worry i
wouldn't actually do that. It's just you know human nature that our
feelings fluctuate but we can't hurt our loved ones . Right
In my opinion, i think that whatsoever happens to us whether good

or bad, is for our own good. As when the old folks tries to explain
this to us ‘that not to indulge in such things' but, we wouldn't pay a
heed to them about what they are even saying. And so, same goes
with me, i can say that i'm half obedient towards my parents (mostly
80%) and half not. And that 20% is my mistake rate full of
grievances, joyful moments, regression, lessons from life, etc.etc.
with this 20% behavioral rate i accomplished something malignant,

auspicious, a typical wavering love, unwanted responsibilities,
deceving nature and most importantly his wonderful presence in my
life.
In the month of chilly December, it was our tradition in my
mother's lineage that every year the whole family has to
assemble from the elder light of the house to the youngest,
everyone used to come (until and unless if any fight took
😄
place ) on the very next day of Christmas i.e “26 Dec 2018"
just to celebrate, commemorate the birth of Christ and to
take blessings from elders. And on that day my only aunt
(mother's brother's wife)used to make all the premium food
items that is worth cherishing!! Everyone brings their own
‘christmas special delicacies' i.e Mawa gujiya, Rum cake(my
mother’s special recipe), diamond shaped saloni,rose
cookies, sweet
biscuits,adhirasam(southindiansweets)namkeen,murukku
etc all homemade, the list never ends..
And just so, that day arrived i could still remember
the climate was very pleasant; there was no sun.
The scent of moist soil was in the air, birds were
chirping, a mild cold breeze was blowing, and
there were slightly grey clouds in the sky— a
perfect weather to hang out. And so me and my
family left the house in afternoon, actually the
path we take to go to my Nani's (maternal
mother's) house is so beautiful because it's all
greenery out there. She lives in a place that's half
village and half kind of city, so we wouldn't call it
a complete village.
Every year i used to be very elated but that year;
don't know why, i kind of felt absurd.
Well we all know human beings have five

senses but according to my dad we have six sense
called proprioception through which we can
predict (somewhat) like spiderman that whats
going to happen. So i just ignored that signal,
though i regret now sometimes but, its okay to
have someone in our life who’s not normal cause
we need some extraordinary expeditions to have
some kick in our life.
26 DEC 2018
Finally that day arrived when i met him for the

very first time. As i stepped foot in my Nani’s
house i gazed into eyes unlike any I had ever seen
before, as if he had been waiting for me all along.
His gesture made it clear that seeing me brought
him immense joy.
On that day we just saw each other but neither i
approached to have a chat nor he did but i was
very delighted to have a new face in Nani’s
house. He was related to my aunt’s family his step
mother abandoned him and according to Nani
he’s almost of my age only. He was like every
other being but for me a box of mystery so I
pleaded to my father to take him with us in very
clever way i.e “please father there’s no one for
him now, if he’ll stay with us i think that he might
forget his painful past.”
In my opinion, it's a universal thing that if you
need permission for something, you have to ask
the Supreme Court first, which is mom, and
then the High Court, which is dad. If the
Supreme Court says yes, the High Court has to
agree unless dad really dislikes it. The same
thing happened to me. I asked dad, and he told
me to ask mom. She agreed, and then I went
back to dad. Uff! but finally they all agreed. But
my father warned me that it’ll be my
responsibility then, and as i said before it didn’t
bothered me. And He also didn’t said anything,
not even a slightest awkwardness i could see in
his demeanor and stayed as quiet as a mouse.
Finally, we arrived home late at night. Even
after getting home, I didn't talked to him much,
but I prepared everything for him to stay
comfortably. However, once I brought him
into the house, his behavior towards me
changed, as if he was purposely behaving who
I was. He quickly bonded with the other family
members, and I let it be.
But then, strange noises started in the middle of
the night. At first, I ignored them, but it kept
happening every night. Gathering my courage,
I took a candle and ventured out to investigate.
What I saw was...
to be continued..
“YOU ARE NOT DEFINED BY YOUR MISTAKES .
YOU ARE DEFINED BY GOD. HE LOVES YOU NO MATTER
WHAT”
(Romans 8:38)

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FEATHERS OF DISCORD: A

TALE OF WAVERING LOVE

This is a work of novel with a key(creative non-fiction), where the “novel”

Text copyright©2024 by Joyce Christy

No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system,

First Chapter: 12 July2024

Published by Christy Family, India

In my opinion, i think that whatsoever happens to us whether good

with this 20% behavioral rate i accomplished something malignant,

Well we all know human beings have five

Finally that day arrived when i met him for the

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