I am writing my first os on swaron I hope you all like my first attempt.
I am afraid of heights of all kinds - valleys , mountains, rivers, railway station bridges and even relationships make me sick . And today I am going to experience all of them .
'Sharon come fast, we will miss the train ! Mom shouts, breaking my train of thought.
'I would be glad if I could ' I mutter , putting on my dark brown blazer .
One more addition to my Hate list is this goddamned winter season . I am very sensitive to getting a bad cough in this season and I cannot bear the chill. So I have put as many woollens in my bag as on my body.
Here comes the auto rickshaw .
'Come everyone get inside ' Dad says .
' Wat the hell Sharon ! How many clothes have u stuffed in your bag ? It is way too heavy ! screams rey my brother.
'Don't worry I will take my luggage myself .You don't have to bother about it'
I immediately regret the sentence after saying it. It is heavy ! Uff!
Soon we are in front of a big - no actually huge- railway bridge.
'Okay I can do this.
I try to be a brave girl . I am not going to look down. But the combination of loudly hooting trains and my immense fear of heights I can be a total freak .
' here are our seat numbers ' says mom when we board the train.
I take my laptop and climb on the upper berth . As it is an all night journey , everybody will be asleep soon and I am going to watch the Korean movie 'My little bride ' . I love Korean movies .
By the time it's 3 am .I feel sleepy.
I doze off later . Then suddenly it's raining and I'm all drenched ; a wave of water comes to drown me and I'm awake !
' holy shirt rey! ' Are u out of your mind ? It turns out to be part of a dream and rey was trying to wake me up by pouring water on my face.
He laughed stupidly and said ' we are about to reach ambala ' .
Yes, we are going to our village which is located in ambala . It's always been very exciting for me to go there but this time it's a little different . I am going to face my fear of relationships .
We are going to meet shekhawat uncle and his family. And I am sure of the real reason we are meeting the family - they want me to marry shekhawat uncle's one and only son who lives with them in their farmhouse. Their family is very affluent but I never wanted a man who lives in a remote area and is a farmer. I think he must be barely a graduate - a narrow minded control freak. Men in villages want housewives not working girls.
The train arrives at the station . Everybody rushes out of the train except me. I am struggling with my bag and suddenly I tumble on to the platform , head over heels. Shit ! I just fell from the train . God! Can I do this any better ? F*** f*** ...
Before I can manage to get up myself , a hand comes to my rescue . Without looking at who it was who offered to help me get up, I grab that hand and pull myself up . Having stood up I immediately start brushing my clothes . Then I look up to thank the man who helped me... I'm struck dumb . He is dangerously handsome .
This is the first part it will consist of 1 or 2 more parts which I shall post if you all want. Please leave u r comments behind.
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