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Short mature stories
Contains both English and Hindi words.
~ Obsessed Ex Boyfriend ✓
~ Private Tutor ✓
~ Sarpanch's obsession ✓
~ DhruvTara (on hold)
~ MLA's obsession (ongoing)
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Pehli mulaqat
Dharampur is a small city with a small population. Most of the people living there come from wealthy farming families. Though some families own large pieces of land, Dharampur is not a backward or undeveloped village. It is a place where many of the state’s IT engineers, doctors, and politicians live. This city holds a lot of power and influence, enough to impact the entire central government. The one who controls Dharampur and its people is Thakur Randhir Singh.
Thakur Randhir Singh is a man who commands both respect and fear from everyone in the city. This is because of his great wealth and power. He is not only the MLA (Member of the Legislative Assembly) from Dharampur but also the most feared goon in the whole state. Despite his high position and influence, Thakur Randhir Singh has no family to call his own. He was married a few years ago, but sadly, his wife passed away just one year after their marriage. Since then, he has been with many different women, fulfilling his desires without forming any lasting attachments. Once he has been with a woman, he never looks at her again. Yet, despite his cold nature, the women of Dharampur are attracted to him. They dream of spending even one night with him because he has it all—money, power, good looks, and a strong, impressive physique. Even though he is now 37 years old, he still looks better than most men around.
Dharampur has become a prosperous and thriving city, mostly due to its affordable education system. Here, people can get a higher education with very low fees, all thanks to the efforts of Thakur Randhir Singh. This is what brought Ragini to Dharampur.
Ragini is a widow and the mother of a little girl. A few months ago, her husband passed away, leaving her with no home and very little money. She couldn’t find a job because she had no one to take care of her child while she worked, and no company was willing to let her bring her daughter along. On top of that, she couldn’t afford to send her daughter to school because the fees were too high.
A few days ago, Ragini heard about Dharampur. She thought that maybe she could find a job there and enroll her daughter in a playschool because the fees were very low. But being a single mother is hard, and finding a place to stay was a big challenge. Most people were unwilling to rent a room to her. Finally, one woman agreed to rent her a room, but only for two weeks. Ragini knew she had to find a new place to live before time ran out.
Ragini was getting her daughter, Trisha, ready for playschool. There was a rule in Dharampur that required an interview before any child who wasn’t from the city could be admitted to school. Even though Trisha was only three years old, she could pronounce most words clearly and was a calm child by nature. Like her mother, she was very cute, with long, silky hair that framed her small face.
This morning, however, Trisha was in a bit of a mood. She had been feeling unwell since last night due to a slight fever and wasn’t letting Ragini tie her hair into a braid. Ragini knew she couldn’t postpone the interview, so she gave Trisha some medicine to bring down the fever, hoping it would make her feel a bit better. After that, they both headed towards the school.
