Chapter 2

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Anika POV

The next day which happened to be a Sunday and a holiday, Tasha I and climbed onto my bike. Yeah I ride a bike, like a real one, a ROYAL ENFIELD. I have a deep passion for cars and bikes. Since it was a Sunday and Tasha wanted to buy a few things we headed to the mall.

 Everyone stared at me as I was a girl and was riding a bike. I don't know what is wrong in girls riding bikes. Anyways I didn't bother about the stares. I was accustomed to it.

When Tasha meant a few things, it was a basically the whole mall. We went from shop to shop searching for clothes, accessories and what not. 

I hate shopping and what is the point in trying on a million pairs when you buy only one or two I just decide the shirt I want to buy, try one for the right size and head out.

Since I did not require any clothes and I do not wear any accessories I sat on a chair while Tasha tried many clothes and I had to tell how each one looked. By the end of three hours I was so tired of seeing floral patterns and what not that I felt that I would dream about them at night too.

Finally Tasha decided to buy a dress and a tank top after trying so may clothes. See you get the point right.

I managed to drag her to the food court as my stomach was grumbling so loudly, I suspect people around me could hear it. After buying food for Tasha and me, I started to ravish without giving a shit about manners. Tasha gave me a weird stare as I continue to stuff myself like I haven't eaten for a year.

"What", I asked with my mouth full

She answered "nothing I thought my friend was a human but after seeing you eating I have changed my mind",

"Ha-ha very funny, it is not my fault that I had to roam three hours continuously with a shopaholic complaining about the pattern, fitting and cost of clothes the entire while.", I replied.

"Whatever", she muttered under her breadth. Having satisfied our hunger, we threw our trash and headed out.

When we reached the hostel, it was late in the afternoon. I told Tasha to go without me as I had a song recording. I am a professional singer as in I sing Bollywood songs for movies. 

Singing is one of my fierce passions but not overbearing my passion for medicine. That is the reason I am a part time singer and have not chosen music as my career.


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