Warning - Contains Violence
"Maa, my transfer has been issued, I will be home next week, let me enjoy this week, here, please", I said to my mom who has been nagging me to come home fast after my transfer was issued to my home town, Mumbai."Acha, Maan liya, par next hafta,pakka thik he", she replied.
(Ok, deal, but next week, sure, ok)"Thanks, maa, bye", I said cutting the call.
My colleagues are throwing me some sort of farewell party today and the theme is to wear traditionals. (My fav)
I went for a black saree, one of my favourite sarees in my wardrobe. I went for a simple makeup. It's night party, not to makeup much.
Her look
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A call came from Aasha, my good friend as I was leaving my apartment.•---------••---------••---------••---------••---------••---------••---------••---------•
On Call (Italic- Nyra, Bold- Aasha)
Oi, where are you?
Home?
What?, don't tell me you forgot about today's party.
Oh,shit! I am sorry.
Hell,no, Nyra
I am really sorry
Gosh, you don't mess with me rn.
I am not, hahaha (I couldn't contain my laughter),I am leaving my apartment now, I will be there in 10 minutes.
Phew, you scared me, jaldi aa.(come fast)
Coming, bye.
•---------••---------••---------••---------••---------••---------••---------••---------•This heels are going to be the dead of me. The restaurant is at a distance of 10 minutes from my apartment so I decided to go by foot, but hell this heels.
Soon I reached the restaurant and spot my colleagues waving at me.Each of them are looking stunning in there very own way.
"Hey,come here", shouted Aasha.
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