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She got changed quickly and walked to her house.
She got changed quickly and walked to her house.
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She sat on the beach crying as the wind ruffled her already unkempt hair. She looked out towards the sea and wondered why? Why does she still have to live even though she doesn't have the will to?
Shge had gone home and her mothers state at her being missing just for the night had melted her heart, she couldn't bear to think what would happen to her if she left for good.
So you may think that she had decided to live, but no! Kripa loved her mother but she knew that she could not bear this burden much longer. The burden of life.
She was going to live yes, but only for the next three months. After these three months, Armaan would be coming here and since he has nothing to keep him in either India or London, he would stay when the news of my death came. She could leave him a note to say to so so as well! He wouldn't-couldn't refuse!
Shge had gone home and her mothers state at her being missing just for the night had melted her heart, she couldn't bear to think what would happen to her if she left for good.
So you may think that she had decided to live, but no! Kripa loved her mother but she knew that she could not bear this burden much longer. The burden of life.
She was going to live yes, but only for the next three months. After these three months, Armaan would be coming here and since he has nothing to keep him in either India or London, he would stay when the news of my death came. She could leave him a note to say to so so as well! He wouldn't-couldn't refuse!
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Those three months had passed very slowly for Kripa, but she had spent each and every single minute of it to help, take care of and just love her mother. A wise person had once said "If you love somebody, tell them every time you get a chance, as you never know, you may not get the chance again". Kripa winced as she realised that wise person was Angad, bringing back many bitter-sweet memories. Oh well, she thought, he may have been pretending but what he said was very true.
Kripa had found out that Angad had left for America with only a posted letter to his family. Khanna uncle had told her thinking that she must know what could explain this sudden and bizare action of Angad's. He always was a spontaneous, head-first rebel but this was a bit too much, even for Angad. She had feigned shock and murmured excuses over the phone but she knew, well, if she had known the real Angad at all, the reason for this was her. It was not her fault, not in any way, but she still found herself praying that he is okay in America wherever he is. She always, scolded herself not to as he didn't even think of telling her and she didn't even know where in America but still, she prayed. But of course, she never asked Khanna uncle where or what his number was. She was not that foolish. And anyway, she didn't think that she had the courage to.
She left her thoughts of Angad and forcefully dragged her mind away to think of the coming of Armaan the day after. If anybody knew how to cheer her up besides Angad, it was Armaan. They were closer than brother and sister and they bickered a lot too, but never as much as Angad and Riddhima. Poor Armaan, she thought, he had lost both his parents when he was 13. Too young to take care of himself, but not young enough to forget everything and remain undisturbed by what had happened. Yet he still remained happy. As soon as he was 18, he went back to india and lived in the house where his parents and him once lived as a happy family. It was not as if he didn't enjoy living with Kripa and her mother but it was something else. He had never really told anybody why but he seemed happy there.
Oh no! Kripa thought, I am going to be the one to drag him away from there. I am so sorry Armaan, I hate to put my responsibilities on you but I cannot go on! The burden of guilt just got a lot heavier for Kripa and she hated herself for being selfish but there was no other way around it.
Suddenly her stomach started to match the moves of the waves and nausea was too much for her to bear! She ran and threw up into the sea.
Kripa had found out that Angad had left for America with only a posted letter to his family. Khanna uncle had told her thinking that she must know what could explain this sudden and bizare action of Angad's. He always was a spontaneous, head-first rebel but this was a bit too much, even for Angad. She had feigned shock and murmured excuses over the phone but she knew, well, if she had known the real Angad at all, the reason for this was her. It was not her fault, not in any way, but she still found herself praying that he is okay in America wherever he is. She always, scolded herself not to as he didn't even think of telling her and she didn't even know where in America but still, she prayed. But of course, she never asked Khanna uncle where or what his number was. She was not that foolish. And anyway, she didn't think that she had the courage to.
She left her thoughts of Angad and forcefully dragged her mind away to think of the coming of Armaan the day after. If anybody knew how to cheer her up besides Angad, it was Armaan. They were closer than brother and sister and they bickered a lot too, but never as much as Angad and Riddhima. Poor Armaan, she thought, he had lost both his parents when he was 13. Too young to take care of himself, but not young enough to forget everything and remain undisturbed by what had happened. Yet he still remained happy. As soon as he was 18, he went back to india and lived in the house where his parents and him once lived as a happy family. It was not as if he didn't enjoy living with Kripa and her mother but it was something else. He had never really told anybody why but he seemed happy there.
Oh no! Kripa thought, I am going to be the one to drag him away from there. I am so sorry Armaan, I hate to put my responsibilities on you but I cannot go on! The burden of guilt just got a lot heavier for Kripa and she hated herself for being selfish but there was no other way around it.
Suddenly her stomach started to match the moves of the waves and nausea was too much for her to bear! She ran and threw up into the sea.
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It was a few hours later. Kripa stood in the toilet as she read the fate of her life. Positive. Positive? Positive!!! She was about to scream in helplessness. She had been sick in the morning a few times this month but had thought nothing of it as she was eating less after what had happened. Today was the first time it had occured to her what it could be from and had bought a pregnancy test as terror gripped her slowly and steadily. She was hoping to have been proved wrong by the mechanical device but no!!! It was POSITIVE! THERE WAS LIFE INSIDE OF HER!!!
What more could possibly go wrong in the poor girl's life?
What more could possibly go wrong in the poor girl's life?
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