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another os by me lolzz
this os is the way i wanted dekha ek khwaab
to end this is an os which is futher divided
into four parts and all parts will
be updated today itself
happy reading😆
NADANIYA
PART 1:DIL KARE NADANIYA
I was at college I used to spend my summers vacation in Shimla, at my dadisabh 's place.I would leave Kolkata early in May and return late in July after spending quality vacation with my dadisabh .My dadisabh and I had always been the bestest of friends she knew me in and out .She was the one and only family member i had after my parents along with my baby sister died in a car accident magically i was saved ,according to Dadisabh I had always been a magical child since birth i rarely cried and loved new people then even in school I was a bright student i still remember the day when my parents passed away a small boy of 8 hugging the dead body of my mom she was the one to hug me and consoul me but all those were bad memories , now normally i had no problem in my journey it was just I had to go to Siliguri-Darjeeling-Shimla but due to some unknown reason nature was not in my favour that year ,I was running in my 23 a student of MBBA ,the journey was swift till Darjeeling it was only reaching Darjeeling I got the news that there was a strike of whole two days ,I made a mental list the first thing I am to do was talk to Dadisabh and ensure her that I was safe and then look for a hotel for my overnight stay I thanked my stars that there was enough money in my pocket to spend my vacation here. I took out my battery that ensured me that my battery was almost dead however I managed to call
DADISABH:uday veer beta where are you? are you fine?
UDAY VEER;dadisabh I am fine I am in Kolkata hearing about the strike I did not come yet I will start my journey day after ok now do not worry my battery is almost dead I will talk to you later
DADISABH:OK beta take care and do not forget to call me
the phone got disconnected I felt a feeling of guilt arising in me but I could not help it I did not want to trouble her with worries ,now the hardest part during strike I was supposed to search for a hotel it was almost impossible as all the hotels were closed due to strike and even at a double rate they disagreed to give me room ,the political situation was much heated up and I searched each and every corner of the town but did not a hotel finally dragging my american tourister into one of the darkest corner of the town a hotel came into my view the building was shabby with algee on its wall the board almost fell as i read
THE LUCKY ONE
I though that how could a name be so weird but when i got inside the hotel things were weirder I saw womens all around ,some in sari ,some in jeans and some in well you can say nothing at all it did not take me time to realize that it was a hotel for call girls my luck could not get any worsen I hated them, they were the reason for polluting India 's rich culture and society but alas my god had left me no choice so I finally went to the receptionist a short ,fat ,bearded guy sat there munching something as i finally spoke
UDAY VEER: I need a room for two night and three days
GUY;sure so what room you want super deluxe ,deluxe,single bed
UDAY VEER;single bed will do
I was staying all alone and in such political condition I cannot be a fool to risk all my more
this os is the way i wanted dekha ek khwaab
to end this is an os which is futher divided
into four parts and all parts will
be updated today itself
happy reading😆
NADANIYA
PART 1:DIL KARE NADANIYA
I was at college I used to spend my summers vacation in Shimla, at my dadisabh 's place.I would leave Kolkata early in May and return late in July after spending quality vacation with my dadisabh .My dadisabh and I had always been the bestest of friends she knew me in and out .She was the one and only family member i had after my parents along with my baby sister died in a car accident magically i was saved ,according to Dadisabh I had always been a magical child since birth i rarely cried and loved new people then even in school I was a bright student i still remember the day when my parents passed away a small boy of 8 hugging the dead body of my mom she was the one to hug me and consoul me but all those were bad memories , now normally i had no problem in my journey it was just I had to go to Siliguri-Darjeeling-Shimla but due to some unknown reason nature was not in my favour that year ,I was running in my 23 a student of MBBA ,the journey was swift till Darjeeling it was only reaching Darjeeling I got the news that there was a strike of whole two days ,I made a mental list the first thing I am to do was talk to Dadisabh and ensure her that I was safe and then look for a hotel for my overnight stay I thanked my stars that there was enough money in my pocket to spend my vacation here. I took out my battery that ensured me that my battery was almost dead however I managed to call
DADISABH:uday veer beta where are you? are you fine?
UDAY VEER;dadisabh I am fine I am in Kolkata hearing about the strike I did not come yet I will start my journey day after ok now do not worry my battery is almost dead I will talk to you later
DADISABH:OK beta take care and do not forget to call me
the phone got disconnected I felt a feeling of guilt arising in me but I could not help it I did not want to trouble her with worries ,now the hardest part during strike I was supposed to search for a hotel it was almost impossible as all the hotels were closed due to strike and even at a double rate they disagreed to give me room ,the political situation was much heated up and I searched each and every corner of the town but did not a hotel finally dragging my american tourister into one of the darkest corner of the town a hotel came into my view the building was shabby with algee on its wall the board almost fell as i read
THE LUCKY ONE
I though that how could a name be so weird but when i got inside the hotel things were weirder I saw womens all around ,some in sari ,some in jeans and some in well you can say nothing at all it did not take me time to realize that it was a hotel for call girls my luck could not get any worsen I hated them, they were the reason for polluting India 's rich culture and society but alas my god had left me no choice so I finally went to the receptionist a short ,fat ,bearded guy sat there munching something as i finally spoke
UDAY VEER: I need a room for two night and three days
GUY;sure so what room you want super deluxe ,deluxe,single bed
UDAY VEER;single bed will do
I was staying all alone and in such political condition I cannot be a fool to risk all my more
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