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I ran towards the girl. She was crying bitterly.
"Stop crying, it's gonna be ok" I patted her and she wrapped her arms around me. I sang her a lullaby.
ab aur mat roo
ab aur mat roo
yah sab theek ho jaega
ek bhaarateey par koee nukasaan nahin hota hai
"Awwn, thanks. My mom used to sing that when she was with me" She smiled.
"Is your mom dead?" I was curious.
"No, she and dad had a terrible fight and she left me and my blind sister, Preeti to deal with ourselves"
"Where did she go"
"Back to Kolkata" She sighed."Your dad is American and your mom is Indian...INTERESTING... Whats your name?" I asked her as she wiped her tears.
"Uhm... Priya." She replied.
"Am Mansi." We shook hands and from then on, we promised to be best friends.
"TWO CRIPPLED CHICKENS ARE ALWAYS FRIENDS!" That idiot Juliet said, when she saw us both.
We didnt mind a little difference in our status and she tutored me after school.
"How old are you?" That cute boy at the back asked me as i packed my books to walk home with my friend.
"Nine, and why is it so important to you?" I asked him.
"Am interested in you..." he smiled and i was shocked.
"WHAT?!"
"Its not what you think it is, Man..""Then what is it? Point of correction, i am NOT a man" I hissed.
"I want to know more of Indian Culture." He said. I looked at him and he winked at me. This boy was awesome!
"Okay, we'll sit together at lunch tomorrow and i'll tell you" I smiled.
"Uhm...Javier, i wanna see you tomorrow at lunch. Its urgent" Priya said.
"But we also wanna talk -
"No buts, lets go Mansi" She pulled me and we left. We stopped at a quiet area to rest under a cool shade.
"okay......So who's that guy? Are you his secret admirer?" I asked Priya.
"Its not secret admirer, we call it crush here" She smiled, drinking water from her bottle.
"okay, so is he your crush?" I asked her.
"No, mom told me before she left to focus on my studies, and am just 10!"
"Did i tell you, am turning ten in two days" I Clicked my fingers.
"Really....omg! I have a gift for you!" She opened her bag and took out a card. She drew two girls in the card.
'Awwn'
"Its me and you" She held my hands. Soon, we got up and parted junctions to go home.
"WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU PICK MY GIRL WITH THE CAR?! WERE YOU SLEEPING? MY GIRL MUST HAVE BEEN ALL TIRED IN THE HOT SCORCHING SUN." I heard Mary yell at the drivers as i walked in.
"Mary, you dont have to pretend like you care about me! You just want me to be made fun of on my FIRST DAY!" I yelled.
"Why are you saying this, Mansi?" She asked giving me that fake look.
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Mansi
AdventureMansi, a beautiful young Indian American She's brought to her original country by her aunt.. She meets her parents.. Stepsisters, best friend and even a boyfriend at age 17! But is America her true home?