With the first ray of sun, the town's oldest mail man reached to one of the quietest neighborhood in the town, with his bag filled with mostly unwanted letters since now we are in the time of emails and most of the letters in his bag are notices and bank statements that no one wants or waiting for.
But as per his job he stopped at every house in order, looked at his bag and left the letters for their address at the door or mail box
Today could have been an ordinary boring day for him but no it's his lucky day
Because for the first time since decades, he knows that a girl is waiting for a letter since dawn, for a month this girl is waiting for the letter every day that he now has in his bag.
And finally he reached to the house, the Kapoor house. So he held the letter in his hand and rushed to the house and here she is like he expected
Sitting on the door step with a broom in her hand like always, looking at him with widened eyes as he reaching to the Kapoor house's entry, waiting for the word...
The mail man: Letters
The girl smiled widely, left the broom and ran towards him
The girl: please anything for Ms. Anika Kapoor today
The mail man: this one is for Anika Kapoor and those letters are for your house address
The girl happily: thank you, thank you so much
She took the letter, hugged it to her chest then hid it in her clothes then she took the rest of the letters came for the address and put them in her kitchen apron's pocket, the mail man smiled faintly to her
The mail: your mistress must promised you with a great award for this letter
The girl's smile vanished: no, my mistress doesn't know about this letter (then she said terrified) please don't tell her that a letter came for me
The mail man surprised: for you?!!!!
And he looked at her once more from head to toes, and like always he felt aching in his chest for her pitiful condition, she was a young girl and clearly has a beautiful face but it's hidden behind the smudges of dirt on her face, her worn out shoes and the ragged old dress she is always wearing under a white kitchen's apron.
The mail man: excuse me Ms. Anika; I thought you are working for the Kapoor family, not one of the house's daughters
Anika's eyes widened: you aren't wrong, sir; I am the maid...not the daughter of this Kapoor... (Then she smiled a shivery smile)...it's a common name, I am just the maid
The mail man smiled: okay, have a good day
Anika nodded and rushed inside the house then ascended the stairs of the house, with her heart pounding in her chest and reaching to the attic, she entered, closed the door behind her then sat on the mattress on the floor where she sleeps and put the letter under it, then looked at the small window in the attic and smiled faintly
Anika: good morning, papa, good morning Ma, hope you are happy this morning; I hope I will make you proud, I am waiting for great news in this letter and if it happen then papa, you will be so happy (then she chuckled) but I am so nervous to open it right now, so maybe after my chores, I love you so much
Then closed her eyes, kissed her fingers then blew the kiss to the sky as if she flying a feather
(MEAW)
Anika's eyes widened and looked at a three legged cat that was entering through the attic's window
Anika: "Lucky", what are you doing here?
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Modern Cinderella Story
FanfictionAnika Kapoor is a daughter of forbidden marriage between a maid and a son of one of the (Aristocratic) families, Kapoor family; but since she lost her parents at age of 7; she was disowned and sentenced by her own family to be nothing but a maid to...
