A night before her birthday, Erika decided to sleep in the balcony. She felt a strange warmth in the sight of the Indian lilacs filtering the moonlight to reach the road. Unlike other girls, Erika never liked the idea of Birthdays hovering over the sense of expectations. Her eyelids slowly gave up on the love of the landscape around her and she fell asleep.
“Wake up, Erika. Time to save the world!” The huge Neem tree apparently had a funny high-pitched voice, its branches followed up to poke Erika’s nose.
“Hey! I need to sleep. Go away. We will talk in the morning .” She could barely take out any sense, besides her conscious had slipped away into the surreal.
“Erika! You are so lazy. Come on! Get up!” Now the tree had taken a human form, the branch mended into a hand. A boy was sitting on the floor of the balcony.
“What? Samuel! What the hell are you doing here?” Erika woke up into the relevant thought.
“We need to save the world, sweetheart! Remember? You read it! In the class? It was written that we can save the world with love! what was the name of the author? Ah.. Who cares. Maybe I wrote it anyway.”
“Okay? Samuel. What do you really want from me?”
“You see, I am here for a reason. I know this is strange to you. The idea of you being a superhero. But come on! You are one! Don’t you get it!”
Erika woke up from the dream. She smiled on the stars while thinking how certain dreams make no sense. As she adjusted the blanket to sleep again, she sensed a piece of paper inside her blanket. She took it out and placed it under the moonlight. Her mother’s hand writing was imprinted on the hard decorated paper, it said
You are turning nineteen, tonight. I know you are not fond of birthday reads, but here is one for you. You are not an ordinary child, you have seen what I have seen. You have felt my pain at this young age and unlike me, you can still keep up with that cute smile. And that smile is nothing ordinary, it saves me from falling. You are like my superhero, Erika.
I barely get the time to tell you this everyday, but I wish I could. I seek happiness in you. All I want in my life, is that smile. a constant north star for my soul to feel home. Keep smiling, superhero. And I am sorry, but I got you a present. It is kept next to your bed. I know that your fashion sense is also like the superheros, but please accept that normal blue sweater.