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Celebs @ Sooraj Barjatya’s Daughter Reception
Wow superb start with a gun ha !!! The way arthi answered yash is the best for me and great going shubi Continue soon
hey shubika i maust complement you for all your work i have read n seen so far excellent man..really blows me ... but was not commenting earlieras i was silent reader...will liik forward to your works...great job...⭐️
The sun was spurning my gaze and was eagerly venturing to dip into Ganga as I stood still , standing alone in my hostel's balcony. The last day to absorb the beauty of Manali where I spent my days of my life & now the joy is over and I have to get back to my roots , my father's home.
I had a very little time and loads to do. The constant begging granted me just one day to complete my chores , meet my teachers & explain why I can't even complete my graduation , hug & cry with my friends & breathe in the air of freedom for the last time because according to my father , 'My life was about to change.' This was all I was told in the stern voice in a minute long telephonic chat. I wasn't granted more of the clues.
As I walked through the small aisles of the busy but scattered Manali , I felt as if every fragment is urging me to stay back , laugh a bit more , live a bit more . But who was I to disregard my father's command. He who had at least considered to raise me & didn't throw me in the orphanage after my mother had passed away. So what if he borne out with my step mother & treated me disdainfully . So what if he pulled me out of my Bebe's* laps & chucked me in the boarding at the age of four. I compelled to obey him.
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It was exactly 11 in the night when I reached my father's house. I was high-strung & angry for several reasons. I was about to see them after eight years & throughout these years i didn't receive any call or mail from them except for the one calling me back. I don't even know if my bebe is alive or died or if my step mother killed her. I was entering an alien planet.
"Aarti.."
A soft , frail voice came from the back & gave me shrills. I looked back. I was her. My bebe , she didn't die! I was glad.
*bebe - Old Lady (Punjabi Word)