The story about a girl in village and a man owning the village.
She is innocent.
She is sweet.
She cry,smile,laugh.
She love to be a good child.
She is Siya , a 19 year orphan living with and old woman who treat her like her own child. She is innoc...
After coming out of the house.. I made my way toward my friend Priya's house. Priya is my junior she is the only person who talks to me in the entire college.She belongs to a rich family more precisely sarkar's family. Sarkaar is the most respectable, honoured and dangerous person according to Rajjo maa.(dadi maa)
Dadi maa told me about him. She even told me to not to look in his eyes as he don't like it. Not that I am complaining he looks scary to hold eye contact.
While waiting for Priya, he was talking on his phone ,yelling at someone.
If he was talking to me like that I would have cried standing there. But he really care about our village he is the reason all the girls can go to college without finding any awara ladke.
Ohh...see talking to you make me forget my surroundings... we have reached our destination well temporary destination...Singh's ghar(sarkaar's house).
Entering the ghar after greeting guard bhaiya... I saw uncle ji and dada ji reading thier newspaper while sitting in the garden area sipping hot chai.
Haiye chai....college se phele ek baar aur piyege. kadak adrak wali. I thought to myself and greeted uncle ji and dada ji.
Namsate dada ji, Namaste uncle ji. I said joining my hands together and bowing my head a little. Dadi maa taught me to respect our elders.
They turned their heads toward me and uncle ji said while putting a smile on his face are bitiya namaste-namaste tum Priya ko lene ayi hona. woh andar hai. Aur tumhe kitni baar bola hai hame baba bulaya karo tum bhi hamare liye priya jesi hi ho.
Ji uncle ji.. sorry baba..I said while giggling to myself. Then dada ji made a gesture toward me giving me a signal to come close to him.
Touching his feet I took his blessings. He said ab hui hai tumhari namaste puri bah....bitiya, humesha ese hi namaste kar karo.
Dada ji said in his serious voice like always, he is like Sarkaar..I smile and nodded my head toward him.
Yeh lijiye dadaji humne apke liye mathri banayi thi...apko pasand hai na
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I said while giving him the bag full of mathri. He nodded his head and I went inside the house to only see a not so ready Priya running here and there.
Are Priya tum abhi tak college ke liye taiyaar nahi hui... aj jana nahi hai kya.. I asked making here come to reality.
Aree baba yeh maa nei abhi abhi bola hai bhaiya ko chai de aao....woh subha se hi bure mood se uthe hai...abhi hum chai banaye ya taiyar ho... she said biting her nails. then suddenly she looked toward me.
Hai bhagwaan mein bhi kitni budhu hu app hai na.....app bhaiya ko chai dede maa rasoi mein hi hai tab tak mein taiyaar ho kar aati hu.
