Ye tune kya kiya

♡《 First meet 》♡

Hi twinkles !! so this is my first book and I need your support .

I know that the first chapter is boring but I promise that next chapter is going to be fun.

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ये मोह मोह के धागे
तेरी उँगलियों से जा उलझे
कोई टोह टोह ना लागे
किस तरह गिरह ये सुलझे
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☆Aarohi pov~☆

As the first silken rays of dawn crept gently past the curtains and whispered across my face, my mother's honeyed voice danced upon my ears, pulling me from my slumber.

"Uth ja Aru beta" She sat beside me and lovingly ran her fingers through my hair, her touch a feather-light caress that whispered tender words of awakening.

The symphony of birdsong outside merged with the gentle whisper of her voice, as if nature itself joined her in calling me back to consciousness. Her hand continued its soothing strokes, lingering on my head as she whispered words of encouragement and love.

My mother's thumb gently traced the contours of my cheek, her touch a soft kiss that whispered loving affirmations.

I awoke with a sudden jolt from my deep slumber because my lovely dear father, in the name of ganga jal ,is splashing a hand full of water on me playfully .

(Aarohi ~ aapko kya laga ye sab hakeekat hai meri matari aur ye sab .... Chita mat karo guys sapna tha )

"Papa bas 2 minute aur sone do please" i pleaded in a sleepy coice.

Then I covered my head with my pillow, trying to hide from the water and prolong my sleep for a bit .

'Aaj kal kya kya sapne aate rehte hai mummy itne pyaar se uthaengi....kabhi nahi' i thought.

He snatched the pillow away and continued splashing water on me, undeterred by my protests.

I felt so irritated that my lovely sleep got separated with me.

"Uth rhi hu varna jeene nhi doge aap" i said while rubbing my eyes.

"School ke phele din bhi let uth rahi hai ...seekh apne bhai se kuch uth kar breakfast kar raha hai.. "

After prasing my twin brother for sometime he exited my room and i sighed.

'Papa aur unka Tarun puran kabhi khatam hi nai hota hai'

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the absurdity of the situation, but deep down, I knew that this was just part of our daily routine.

Well papa was right i should get up and not get late for my first day of new school.

I still vividly remember the first day of my previous school, when I accidentally entered the wrong classroom. I had thought I was in the 2nd D class, but upon entering, I did not realized I had actually walked into the 1st D class. For half the day, I remained there, utterly confused as to why my books differed from everyone else's, and why the topics we were studying seemed so familiar.