Prologue

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I slowly pushed the curtain aside and found myself closing my eyes as the sunlight beamed on my face. I checked the alarm sitting on my side table showing 9 AM in the morning . My eyes screamed rest as I know my sleep was disturbed last night due to the usual nightmares. You know these Nightmares are like those fat co-passengers we have in our Travel who occupy our space of seat in bus too. We do not have any other say than adjusting till we get down , these nightmares are also to be dealt  in exactly the same when its inviting itself .

I got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to make my coffee . The coffee machine sparkled as my house owner have furnished the new house fully and equipped with modern furnitures. I was lucky I got the apartment in few days as my owner who was supposed to shift this flat got a job offer and had to shift to Australia . He had rented it out in sharing and I was yet to meet my room mate . She will be arriving by today evening as the college is going to start in 2 days it will be good that she will be also going to the same Uni. 

If you had asked me a week before that I would get a chance to move to Europe for my higher studies and that too in the City of Love , Paris it still feels like a dream too good to come true . I should definitely thank my brother who had pushed me to apply here .  Finally something looks bright after a long time , you know we all have that time in life which we never want to visit again . Sometimes life makes us go through the worst to understand the real happenings around us . 

I just remember the quote of my favorite you-tuber "Trust the Process" , my phone rings bringing me back to the reality . It's a call from my mom and as-usual she is calling to check up on me . It must be evening time back at my home in India , "Hi mama , how are you ?", "I am good Beta , how is things there ?, did you have a good sleep ?, ". I asked her to calm down and we started speaking randomly about things here and also about back home . After 30 mts we finally ended the call as she has to leave to attend some function in the evening .

After the call , I took some cereals for the Breakfast and sat with my current book I was reading . By the time I was done with 15 chapters the clock was showing 1 PM afternoon so I started to make my way back to kitchen to make some rice for me for the lunch . It was good I went to the Indian super market near me and got some stuffs last evening as I missed my home food already . After making a simple dhal and veg curry with rice ,I started eating the decent lunch I was having from the time landed in Paris . I can manage to cook certain dishes as my mom taught some while I was growing up and I had to do for my brother at times when she had night shifts at the hospital . She is working as  a nurse at the local government hospital in my home town.

I know you may wonder that I have not spoken about my dad yet but there is nothing much to talk about it except the fact he left us when we were 5 , never heard back from him since the day we left . My mom has did everything trying to never make us feel the missing in our life .

Enough to my sad personal story after doing the dishes I started unpacking my dresses to palce it in the cupboard . Fifteen minutes would have passed before the bell rang and even before I could go and open , I heard the sound of key being used to unlock the door . And there stood my room mate standing in 5.6 feet with her long toned legs showing out in her jean shorts . I gave a light smile as I am not that great in speaking with friends while suddenly I was being crashed in a big hug from her .

There goes my first meeting with my girl Jasmine and little did I know this gorgeous girl is going to become my best friend since the moment she saw me . Yes indeed first time in the history of my life I got a Friend at first sight.


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⏰ Last updated: Aug 07, 2019 ⏰

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