I dont remember being born- obviously. In fact I dont remember much after that till i was about 5.mum has told me that I was a good baby that never bothered anyone as long as I got my food. I would fancy myself as that now as well but ma thinks otherwise. As a child i was cheeky but loved and protected by all. I did however keep the good girl image and still do. I just have a temper at times. Once when i was about 5 and my brother was annoying me, i got a fork, pointed it at him and said dekh, mere haath mein kya hai dekh! Oh, and I was always teased by my brother's friends about me being so cute, so little etc etc. Aur main to bohot chid jaati thi. At secondary/high school, not many people knew me that well. I had lots of friends but they did not know the real me. Instead they saw me as the shy but helpful girl until year/standard/grade 9 when I started to come out of my shell. I was known to give good advise and being smart but they still didn't know me. Well i cant blame my friends and it isn't my fault either. I left India when I was 6 to go to New York with my older brother, mum and dad- and then we moved to england when I was 8. I stick out like a sore thumb in England due to my indian skin colour and even though I have excellent English and passable French, I am very sanskari and know and love my tradition. Whenever I am on holiday to India, I would be wearing chudidaars 4 times out of 7 and would normally speak in hindi. That is enough about me when I was younger. It is now that matters. I have finished my education in England, I am 21 and am at a crossroads. Should I go back to India or stay here?
That was it and when i get the characters will be when I upload next. I'll call it UNWRITTEN for now (as in the song). You should listen to it, it is by Natasha Beddingfield and it suits this well. I hope you like the fanfic and please reply and comment soon.
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