I'm one of those people who are orphaned even though they have an entire khaandaan for a family!
My parents stranded me in the midst of life to enjoy a life of their own.
I was one of three children... the youngest. It hurt to know that my mother considered me worthless! I was but a 17 year old; determined to stand on my two feet and make my mother proud. But the reality was that she didn't give two hoots about me.
My sister had been married for two years and had a kid of her own. Despite being a married woman and a mother of one; her husband couldn't afford a house of his own! He lived for his parents and siblings. Basically, a good for nothing fellow!
On the other hand, I had a brother... who despite trying every available vacancy failed to grab any decent job opportunity! Not to forget; the Salesman job he had landed... he left it within a week owing to no commission. Poor soul he was humiliated every so often!
My mother's life revolved around her elder daughter. Life was a royal mess, to say the least! I loved my sister's kid so much yet something was amiss. I was like Mr.India literally invisible to them. My cries fell to deaf ears... I felt suffocated.
It was that one day, I failed my exam! I was chucked out of the house; I believed to be my own!
With no where to go... I landed on the harsh streets of Mumbai. Life was a tough nut; hardest to crack. What the hell was I supposed to do when I'd literally been disowned!
I'd nobody left; no where to go. Then... a few seconds later this tall, bulky man caught sight of me!
Life's new journey had begun!
END OF PART 1