Broken Jewel

❤4❤ - University Life

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"I saw a girl today......."

"What.....ouh...wait...okayyy...............and?"

"And........trust me dude! That's when I realised I am a real man"

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Sona's POV

Finally, the most awaited moment was here. I was going to attend my first lesson in the University.

For the past one week, Natasha had taught me on how to use the public transport so that I do not fully depend on her during emergency. Natasha was also enrolled in the same university. However, she wasn't studying medicine with me. Due to her average results, she couldn't enter that course and ended up taking another course.

London was a new experience to me. I had heard lots of experiences from my schoolmates before, but being there itself felt surreal. Since I knew how to speak English fluently, surviving there wasn't as hard as I thought. Everyone looked friendly and approachable...or that's what I thought.

It was too difficult to contact others since my phone was broken. I didn't know whether I should feel sad or happy. But somewhat, I felt relieved that I was not able to talk to that psycho Karthik. He screamed at me that day, when I told him that my phone broke. He warned me that he would call my apartment number everyday instead, and I should be there to pick it up. Such a sick prick!

I tried accessing the bank account of my mother and thankfully, it worked. I was shocked to see quite a huge amount of money saved there. There were days I woke up and my mother's memories haunted me. I knew the amount in the bank wouldn't be sufficient for four years but at least it was sufficient for a year or two.

Natasha would give me money to buy groceries so that I could cook for her. She used me like a personal cleaner and cook but that didn't hurt me a lot, because she was still paying for my education and I at least owed this much for her. I never spent money on any shopping or food outside my flat unless it was really necessary. I even avoided having lunch at university most of the time.

Classes were tough! Harder than what I had expected. It required lots of homework and extra lessons for me to catch up with their pace. I came back home only to do my house works and study past midnights.

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It was eventually the third week of school.

I came back from school after a hectic day when Natasha informed me that we were going out for dinner.

"Nats, I really have lots of topics to revise on. It's hard to cope. Maybe you could go out..... I will come some other day with you?" I spoke tiredly as she scowled at me.

"Sona.... I didn't ask you! I said you are coming. I need to introduce you to my friends you know.... It's been a long time and they keep bugging me about who my roommate is. So I had to do this. We are going to visit the most popular and well-known place. The Chandelier Hotel! You won't even be able to see those kind of food in your life later. So better tag on when you are able to!" Natasha said and walked to her room.

My eyes suddenly swarmed up with tears and I hurried to scrub them away from my face. I knew that my tears would lead to sympathy, and sympathy would just lead to more tears. Why does she have to throw it on my face that I was living a pathetic life? Everytime she insults me, I felt like quitting my studies and walking away from London. But what would happen to me after that?

I would be stuck with that abusive family and a loveless life. Maybe I would be living a life same as my biological mother...............or even worse.