(Narrator's thoughts)
It was evening, cool breezes were praivailing under every hair stroke covering the faces of beauties.
Nandini and her friend were talking on the terrace of their building.
Nav : they called you today, Again? What for?
Nan : few formalities were there.
Nav : that means you are selected.
Nan : not like that. But many other girls too came today.
Nav : ohh! Might be.
An expression of troublesome and nervousness was sensed on nandini's face.
Her phone rings, with an unknown number.
She picks up the call and becomes shocked.
After a while she hangs the call and runs to navya who was feeding some birds....
Nan : navyaaaaaaaa
Nav : oh my my... What happened.
Nan : I got a call and I got selected. They just told me. And I have to join from tomorrow itself.
Nav : waaaooohhh.
They both hug each other and shout a loud. That's what is called pure happiness.
Nav : so let's do the preparations for first day.
Nan : yah.. You go, I am coming.
Nandini smiles widely and sits on the block kept there. Her hands were on her chest and hair fying in emusement.
Nan : thankyou aalah.
" Should I tell abbu?? " she thought.
She made a call to her father and he picked up her second call.
Nan : " aasalam father"
" salaam "
Nan: I got selected in faiz.
"good, take care. "
Nan : are you happy?
" tomorrow is your brother's job replacement. I won't be able to send money, you have your job now, manage few months. "
Nan: "ohh all the best to him."
"No worries he is the best. "
Nan : " How's your health abbu ? "
" I am fine now.. I am at the shop. I have customers to handle. "
Nan: take care abbu.
"And ya this month I won't be able to sent the rent money, adjust it and now you will earn by yourself as well. Tc bye "
" bye abbu "
She hangs the call. She had heavy, long tears on her face.
Nan : You never sent money abbu. Ammi did.
Soon navya asks her to come down.
Nan : ya coming.
She leaves after wiping her tears off.
****
Next morning!
Nandini was all ready to leave for the job.
She wore a tight jeans with a black top, little above her waist.
She had tied her hairs in a bun. She applied kajal strokes, mascaras and smoky eye shades with shaded gloss on her lips and long pencil heels.
She took her stuff in a bag and left for the office.
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