Chapter 1

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Anushka's POV:

Is Smiling very hard? I think that smiling is somewhat complicated.But in this Real world smiling at small things is considered weak. Being weak is something that i always avoid. Having only two friends , having trust issues, being blunt , being non - forgiven, being reserved and being mysterious had always helped me thoroughly. I think that these above features  which are installed in me gradually are my nice qualities.

Well I always give my worst attitude to those who deserve. After my 24 years of life, I've noticed that selfish ones survive better and for longer duration. Poker Face is my best face before my Makeup Face. 

Thriving and living among flesh and mental health eating wolves, we have to be careful even if they are very close and....

trring trring trring

This use of onomatopoeia is nothing but  my alarm which is useless because I always rise earlier. Why is sleeping is so hard for me??

Well I should get dressed because today is my last day for My IAS training. Being late is what I always Despise. I took a Bath. I stood infront of my mirror and spoke the four magical words " YOU ARE THE BEST".

I applied a kajal under my eyes and wore a formal kurti paired with a matching cigar pants. Leaving my hairs open, as i am making breakfast in this rented room for 6 months. I am making Bhakhari and tea, A gujju's morning heaven.....

While eating, I am getting a call from my Nani....

NANI - Jai shri krishna Anu,  Shu karas? Nasto karyo? Aaje chhelo divas che ne training no? Taari yaad aave che. Jaldi patavi ne Rajkot aav..

(Jai shri krishna, What are you doing? Did you had your breakfast? Today is you last day of training, isn't it? All are missing you. Complete you training fastly and come to RAJKOT.) 

(A/N: They'll be speaking in Gujarati but will be written in English. Rajkot is a district from Gujarat)

OHH God she speaks so fastly, Just like my mom...Okay I shouldn't be sad now

" Nani gosh just let me speak na. Answering to your questions, I am doing my breakfast and yes, today is my last day. Nani You know that from now on I'll have to transfer so much because we don't know where my posting will come for District Collector. "

" I know ANU, but it will take time to be comfortable with your future postings. I mean Why would you even resign from your Previous company ? That company is India's one of the most reputed companys. Plus it was Non-transferable job too. What is use of Your IIT BOMBAY degree you got with your blood, sweat and tears?"

" You know that Going to IIT Bombay was for  my another motive, And Being IAS  was always been my dream."

" OK OK  Now don't ruin you mood for your last day by thinking about your past. Do well today. Take care while driving that scooter. And always look LEFT and Right while crossing roads. ok"
" NANI,  I AM NOT A CHILD....."

" WHAT NANI HNN, Even your full grown mother with two dumbo daughters  was a small girl for me too and you are her daughter... Ofcourse you are a baby for me..."

" HAWW... I am not a dumbo ,only Anokhi is. "
" WELL CONGRATULATIONS... You both are dumbos :))"

And there she cuts the call.... But I love my Nani and her whole family. I still don't understand how did I stumbled upon my this family after my parents passed.

I do have a crazy and irritating sister Anokhi Sarabhai, who is 21 years old and is practising LAW. I can do anything for my sister and for my family. She'll always be my first priority.

Well Let's depart to my training center for the last time in my this rented Scooty or two-wheeler whatever you say.

A new Life will start with my old attitude and personality here on.....or will something change?

(A/N : SO here it is... My first chapter of my first book. Male lead's pov will be in second chapter. I hope you get the outline of our Anushka's Character. Other Character will be introduced later on. I know this is  crap but corrections are always welcomed. I'll learn from your advices and from my mistakes. The length of the chapters will increase by time .)



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