Obsession

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" Her spirit danced like a flame in the wind , always flickering with a playful energy and joyful innocence "

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Mumbai (IST)  , 1 March 2023
8:00 AM

Author's pov

The first rays of the sun cast a golden glow on the city's skyline, illuminating its towering buildings and historic landmarks. The sea sparkles with a million diamonds, as boats and ships glide across the water's surface. The air is crisp and refreshing, filled with the sounds of the city waking up. The aroma of fresh coffee and street food drifts through the streets, as vendors set up shop for the day.

But amidst this beauty lies the hustle and bustle of Mumbai's daily life. The streets are alive with activity, as people rush to work, school, or business meetings. The honking of car horns and the screeching of brakes create a constant soundtrack to the city's frenzied pace. Crowds throng the markets and bazaars, haggling with vendors for the best deals. The local trains are packed to the brim with commuters, as they jostle for space and hold on tight to their belongings.

But despite all the hustle bustle of the city and serene view of the morning. Some ' kumbhkaran ' ( generally used to refer to a person who sleeps a lot , just like me )   are still sleeping without giving a damn about the world.

One such cute kumbhkaran is sleeping , sprawled on the whole bed , with her half duvet falling on the floor with mouth slightly open and snoring lightly. It was already 8:00 , but her highness was sleeping without any care of the world .

She had set at least twelve  alarms with a gap of five minutes just to attend the last class of her college on time but seems like it is impossible as the sleepy monkey has successfully set off all the alarms .

Someone came inside the room after knocking once and sighed seeing her daughter still sleeping. Mrs Mehra , a lady in her late 40s  ,  pulled the blue curtains off the windows making the sunlight peep inside , making her whine in her sleep.

She tapped her continuously in an attempt to wake her up . " Jiya !! Immediately wake up now bacha ( child ) "

"No , five minutes more mumma... please " she said in her morning groggy voice.

" JIYA WAKE UP NOW...IT'S ALREADY 8:00 ...BASS SONO KO Kehdo TUMHE , PADHAI LIKHAI SE THO KUCH MATLAB HI NHI HAI " she said getting in her avatar of Indian mom . Jiya immediately sat up on her bed listening to her mom shouting while her mom made her way outside the room seeing her awake .

" OHH SHOOT!! THAT FOUR MAN BALDY, WILL HAVE MY HEAD TODAY " she exclaimed seeing the time on the phone.

( Many of us give funny names to teacher. This was the name we gave to our chemistry teacher, reminiscing that time really makes me emotional,  but life goes on .)

She quickly got down the bed  but  her foot got tangled up on the blanket, which was the floor And .....

Thudd !!!

Her butts landed on the floor.  Pain shoots up on her body . She stood up from the floor while rubbing her butts .

" Hey baghwan utha le mujhe" she cried on her fate and went inside the washroom.
( Oh ! God pick me up )