Fate will find a way; through the thorns, to the stars
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The death of her father had Meera spiralling down a black hole of sadness and grief. But when her best friend came to her rescue, she found a new reason.
Now living with her best friend and...
There will always be a person who looks like a poem the earth wrote to keep you alive~ ●●●
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"You all are just jealous that mom loves me more." A voice from behind me was heard. The second brother is finally here. It's actually funny that even though I've never met him, all I've been hearing about is him in this house.
It's concerning how little I know about these people. I really need to have a chat with saumya. I know for a fact that she will give descriptions about everyone here surely.
"Why is it that we never see you coming from the door like a normal person?" Arjun bhaiya said. It was then I realized that he came from the big door like windows.
I have never seen a home like this before. It's one of the few times I'm in someone else's house. Turning around I saw a boy around my age, I think he's older but not much like arjun bhaiya. He was wearing a white tee-shirt with jeans. He looked total opposite of what Arjun bhaiya looked.
His hair was all messed up, from what I think the motorcycle. He was wearing specs. He was freaking beautiful. I don't know what genes thses people had but all of them were so good-looking.
His eyes were black. Shit. His eyes were very similar to my father's. Papa had black eyes and his eyes were beautiful.
"Because my dear bhai, it's easier to come in the living room from garage through here." It was a bit creepy of me to say but his voice was really good. If he knew singing he would definitely be a really good one.
"Okayy don't fight like monkeys. Bhai meet Meera my friend. I told you about her." Now that got my full attention. I looked at her with raised eyebrows. She gossiped about me to him.
Saumya just rolled her eyes at me. It was funny Because I remember she had once said that her bhai was her confident. They eyed each other as he rounded the couch and sat down finally.
He gave me a small smile and hugged aunty completely ignoring my existence. I mean not completely he smiled but whatever. He mumbled something in her ears, she smiled and hit his head lightly. I wonder what he said.
We all just sat there and talked. Everyone was talking within themselves except me. Sitting there sorrounded by this big family I remembered how me and papa used to enjoy sitting woth each other, laughing and talking.
The only other person who was silent except me was Akshat ji. I don't really know what to call him. He had his face dug in aunty's neck while his hands were wrapped around her body. How could someone sleep with so much noise is beyond me.
Beside me saumya had shifted her weight on me and was talking to everyone with her usual chirpy voice. I Don't know what would my life would have been now if saumya wasn't here. She really gave me support and stability when I was hit with a storm.
Where my heart missed papa with every second, I knew crying was not what he would have wanted me to do. I would do anything to make him proud wherever he is. Next year would be my final year till then I would have to get a part time job somewhere.
Living with saumya and her family as much I knew them I know they would never ever ask me money for staying here but I could not depend upon them for everything. I don't even know how much money is saved in my account that papa had made for me. So from today I had to start living for my father. For his dreams.
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Fake smiles. When you are doing a masters in psychology, you know how to differentiate people based on their facial emotions. You are supposed to know people's mind.
The girl my sister introduced as her friend has been faking smiles all night. And as much as I disagree when people say psychologist read minds, this girl litrally had it written on her face.
She wasn't eating by any sorts. Her hands gripped the spoon tightly as she chatted with my sister. She would take a small bite and then would scrunch her nose slightly.
She was beautiful, after my mother if I've ever said that a girl is beautiful then it is her. She had long black hairs. Her eyes were big and round. They mesmerized me, it felt like they already had so much power over me. She really felt like trouble honestly. Getting close to a person who was really not in a state was probably not the best thing in the world, but she had intrigued me.
"By the way Meera beta what are you studying? I remember saumya had once told me that you both weren't in the same class." Dada ji asked. Saumya was doing BBA and i knew she planned to do a masters as well. About her friend, I knew that they met in the cafeteria and became friends but also the fact that they didn't have a single class together.
"I am pursuing a bachelor's degree in English." She said smiling at him. Not a course people would choose for a job.
"That's great. Do you plan on writing a book in future?" Bhaiya asked. Why was he so excited?
Some unknown emotion passed from her eyes as she heard the question. Interesting.
Hello cutie patooties. I know I'm late. But I was in the middle of shifting and then my classes started that's why I didn't have the time. Anyways not gonna leave a sob story here.
Will try to update soon.
Bye Love you (I litrally don't know any of you)
These messages are really for my nonexistent fans.
