A dark room, the light of the moon came in from the side window and illuminated the room. There was a girl, Pragati, stands today to take a big decision in her life.
The girl is looking at her right wrist in the moonlight, as she holds a knife in her left hand.
Pragati has decided today, she will end her life forever, but that too her hand is trembling as if she is hesitating about something, she takes the knife to her wrist with great difficulty But it falls.The girl covered her face with her hands and fell to the ground crying, feeling like her life had become a tangled mess that was difficult to untangle.
It is as if her life has been ruined so badly in these few days that she finds no hope of living any more. Pragati is feeling the same way it feels when even the flame of a single candle in a dark room is somehow extinguished by a gust of wind.
And there was that gust of wind in her life was that man of her love, Aman.
"Kyu Kia tumne Aisa Aman?!!! ... Akhir kyu?!" Pragati started to cry out only one question,
Her voice started reflecting in the air, the question hitting the four walls of the room creating an echo.
Images of those days flashed before her eyes, when she was just a bright teenage girl.
5 Months Ago
"Mummy mai chalti hu!!!" Pragati shouted loudly coming down the stairs from the second floor.
But just as she was about to go downstairs and open the door to run for the college, someone grabbed her hand and stopped her.
Mrs. Sucharita Verma, she can only be identified as the most revered mother of our Pragati madam.
"Roz subeh tere liye tiffin banau fir wo bhi waste jaata hai!, Tainu ki lagda, tainu Ambani di kudi samajhda koi?" (Does anyone think you are a daughter of Ambanis?) She scolded me, loudly showing the inner anger.
Pragati thought let's start buttering her in the morning "Tusi taan Ambani to vi vadde ho! Ambani de kol taan tainu varga dil nahi hovega, mumma!'" (You are bigger than the Ambanis, they won't have the big heart as you have mother)
"Eh ajj di buttering kafi hai." (That's enough buttering for today.) Hearing the praise from her daughter in the morning, the mother's heart finally melted "Main tera tiffin pack kar dindi aa, tu college ja. Te khana khana na bhulliyega."(I have packed tiffin for you, go to college, and don't forget to eat!)
"Ji maa" Pragati was leaving for the college with the tiffin box but suddenly stopped in front of the door, looking back at her mother who was still busy in the kitchen.
Without a word, she walked towards her mother, gave her a big hug, then sped off to the college.
Pragati's mother could not understand anything as all this happened in a few moments, but a light smile appeared on her face when she saw her daughter's weird activities and she again absorbed her mind in her work.
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ST. TERESA HERITAGE COLLEGE 📍
In a word, this entire college looks like Karan Johar's movie.For that, maybe the name will remind everyone of the first STUDENT OF THE YEAR movie, right?
But the sad thing is that after studying in this college for three years and almost completing her degree, our heroine has yet to get any Siddharth Malhotra. Our Shanaya aka Pragati's dream of falling in love in college will probably not be fulfilled in this birth.
Of course, we should not dwell on all this for now, because our heroine is late for classes.
"Aj to Professor Mishra mujhe kaccha chaba jayenge!!" Pragati muttered to herself and kept calling out to God, praying that she would not be sacrificed today.

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