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Ridhima's PoV.....
I left my home, I left my family, I left the city, I left the life which was chosen by others. And this journey gives me new feeling. The feeling of free bird.
I hated the man behind all this, the monster but somewhere I wanted to thank him. If he didn't show up, I would never get free.
Free from burden, free from unwanted relation, free from adjustments, free from sacrifice...
I visited my aunt in Agra and she was very welcome to had me with her.
Shazia aunt was living in Agra from last 4 years after her divorce. She was running a gallery successfully in Agra.I met her on Christmas Eve when she was sitting alone in a park and with tears in her eyes. After interaction I got to knew that she lost her baby at very young age and her husband beaten her for that.
I took the help of NGO for women welfare and filed a divorce on her behalf. From that day she treated me like her daughter and she means second mother to me..
"Ridhi ?" Her sweetest voice roamed to my ears and I hummed in response.
"You are awake ?" She asked with amusement because I came here from two days and the only work I had done was sleeping..
The non stop sleep..."Come..lets eat something " she pulled the duvet from my body and my skin came in contact to freezing chills.
I smiled on her concern....
At the table I was eating silently until silence was murdered by her..
"I think you should inform your family about your whereabouts " she smiled genuinely and I felt pain by hearing the word family ...
"I don't want" I answered her and she smiled and exit to kitchen for tea..
I left the city without informing anyone.. But I left my phone too in hurry and I want to talk to Shikha but I don't have her number..
Shit its so messy....
Shazia aunt put a cup of tea in front of me and she left for the gallery..
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I got bored ..there was nothing to do. So I had decided to made dinner for Shazia aunt..
I rushed to kitchen and decided to cook biriyani for her. I look around the kitchen for ingredients but there was none..I took my purse and rushed to the nearby market.
The only thing which I bought with me was my debit card because it has my money which I earned with my efforts..
I don't took a penny from my family wealth and I am kind of proud of me..I purchased all the accessory elements and made my way back to the home..
I prepared biriyani in big 2 hours and felt exhausted..
I cooked after a while and feeling excited to see aunt reaction.
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