chapter 1

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Perched gracefully amidst a lush garden, the delightful two-floor house delights the eye with its soft pastel colors. Its exterior, painted in gentle hues of pale blue and blush pink, exudes a whimsical charm. A pathway lined with vibrant flowers leads to a welcoming porch adorned with pastel-colored furniture, inviting relaxation and reflection. Inside, the ground floor unfolds into a bright and airy living space, where sunlight dances through sheer curtains, illuminating the pastel walls adorned with tasteful artwork. Ascending the staircase, the upper floor reveals serene bedrooms adorned with soft pastel linens, offering a tranquil sanctuary for rest and rejuvenation. This enchanting abode epitomizes the beauty and serenity of pastel colors, creating a haven of peace and harmony.

As you enter the ground floor of the house, remnants of earlier rituals linger, with windows now wide open, allowing the smoke to drift skyward. Progressing to the first floor and turning right, a door comes into view wearing a sign like a badge "working" , whispering secrets or issuing warnings with a single glance, sparking curiosity and setting expectations with its silent declaration.

As we enter inside we can see The elegant room, adorned in pastel bright colors, exudes a captivating charm. Sunlight filters through sheer curtains, casting a gentle glow upon plush furnishings and delicate decor. A French door leads to an attached balcony, where wrought iron furniture and cascading vines create a serene oasis. Nestled within, an aesthetic book space awaits, with floor-to-ceiling shelves showcasing a curated collection of literary gems. Here, amidst the tranquil embrace of nature and literature, one finds solace and inspiration, making every moment in this elegant sanctuary a delightful escape into beauty and imagination.

Divyanshi barged into the room, grabbed her bag, and started running downstairs. As she dashed towards the main gate, she shouted, "Maa, I'm leaving!" Upon reaching the main road, she began searching for a rickshaw but couldn't find any. Panic set in as it had already been five minutes since she started looking.

She start mumbling to herself " aj toh mar gyi hai bhagwaan bas aaj bacha lo please Varna wo danav aaj chila chila ke meri Jaan le lega "

( i am so dead today. O god , pls save me otherwise that demon will take my life .)

As she mumbled, she spotted a rickshaw approaching. It halted in front of her. Before the driver could speak, she said, "Uncle, Taragi Enterprise jana hai."

(Uncle, I want to go to taragi enterprise)

The driver responded, "Madam, 60 rupees." She gasped and shouted in the middle of the road, "60 rupaye, uncle? Itna bhi nahi lagta. Roz ka aana jana hai mera."

(60 rupees,  uncle ? Its too much .I know all the price as i go daily from this route only )

The driver insisted, "Itna hi Banta hai, madam." Despite wanting to argue, she hopped into the rickshaw, knowing she was already late.

( its fair price only, madam)

Upon reaching Taragi Enterprise, she paid the driver and hurried towards the company. As she entered, the receptionist greeted her warmly. Returning the smile, she headed for the elevator, pressed the floor number, and stepped out onto her designated floor. After securing her belongings at her desk, she retrieved the required file and made her way towards her boss's cabin.

Standing before the imposing door, she murmured a prayer for her safety before softly asking, "May I come in, sir?" A stern voice granted permission, "Come in." As the man swiveled his chair, facing her, he declared with a stern expression, "You are late, Miss Divyanshi Gururani."

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