Vanya Sharma is a 25 year old Junior Doctor, elder daughter of a rich businessman. She is a very quiet and calm girl. She kept her thoughts and pain only to herself, she never shares this with anyone. But, she is always not like that.
4 years ago...
"Trust me, i am not lying I am...wa...wait which cafe de Lona...i mean what is beside that?"
"A Shop!!"
"Arey stupid!! Kon si shop? ( Which shop?)
"A flower shop..."
"Arey buddhu, usse shop ka naam kya hai?"
"The Loreal flower..."
She cut her in the middle and said, "Wait there, i am on my way.." and hung up the call.
She was walking on the side of the road. Suddenly, a few drops of rain fell on her face and she wiped it with her hands. And she ran towards the shop to save herself from rain. She caught the cold earlier than others. If she wet even a little. She caught a fever.
She put her bag on the table and started looking for an umbrella in her bag. Only to find out she forgets it on the metro.
"Ohh God, ye bhi aaj hona tha..."
After like 15 minutes of thinking, She covers her head with her hoodie cap and wears her bag close to her chest to save her books from getting wet. Put her phone and tulips safely on her bag and tied her shoe lace tight.
She bent her one leg in front and straight the other in back and took her position to run. She started running in the rain. She is running as fast as she can. Because, now she has only 15 minutes left either she never gets there.
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On my way home, all of a sudden I remember all the mistakes which I have done with my best friend. Trying to find an answer, which one of Dad's wants to talk about.
All the people walking beside him, only looking at him and smiling at him. ( Or we can say laughing 😂
A- Bhut maja aa raha hoga na ?
A- Ha na 😁) #besharam author
My speed automatically increases when my phone shows the number and the contact name. It's my dad.... I was holding the umbrella tightly because it was too light and small.
Suddenly, My right shoulder was hit by something and I almost fell. I balanced myself and turned to look at the thing....or a human who hit me suddenly. A small girl wearing a blue hoodie fell on the ground and rubbed the dirt from her skirt.
Her knee is bleeding and I give her my free hand to help. But, she refused and stood up by herself. Before letting me say anything to her.
"Aakhein hai ye button? Jo tumhe itni baari ladki dekhyi nahi di.." she said.
And by looking at her, I burst into laughter because she don't even reach my shoulder. Now, I am confused is it her head who hit my shoulder or something else...
By looking me laughing she rolled her eyes and about to say something but her phone rings and she bends her head to look at the time on her phone. And surprisly the blue hoodie girl who is a few seconds before fighting with me.
Suddenly, She apologized and in answer I just nodded my head. She started running again. Looks like she is in a hurry.
I was standing there looking at her. When I turned back, I saw a brown colour Diary on the ground a few minutes ago she fell. By holding her diary I run on the same way she was few minutes before. But, I couldn't find her.
Now, even the rain gets over. But, I couldn't find her.
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