It's been three week since Akira shifted to Room no 17 ,New wahidia as she wanna avoid people from old wahidia she came up with this idea. And she has to share the room with four NRIs . She didn't know they will make her life harder than she expect.
Although she is a little bit paranoid of all the things which come across her but she never judges people and so she though no one else do.
The biggest stigma she has to survive is that she is a Bihari. She can't escape the judgement her roommates already made for biharis like her. All she was an innocent 16 year old girl from Bihar.
"Our 6th roommate is going to arrive now. Head girl said she is from ..."
"For God sake not from Bihar "
Laviza continued but Sara said something she shouldn't.
Everyone stared at the girl standing at the end of her bed to see whether she is offended or not but that girl do not seem to care much of what they are talking about.She being typical bihari was indulged in her studies.
"No yarr , she is from Kashmir. I just hope she is a beauty"Laviza said.
The girl who was studying keenly on her bed couldn't help but listen to the last words said by Laviza. Now she is hurt. It's not her fault that she is wheatish.
"Oh ,see there's a girl in the corridor coming this way. She is beautiful. Please,I wish it's her" Fatima said as she was eagerly waiting for her new roommate at the door.
Everyone run towards the door to get the view and welcome her. But to their dismay she entered to the room no 12 which is infront of room no 17.
"She was so beautiful" Afifa exclaimed.
As Afifa , Laviza ,Sara and Fatima were busy in their talks a girl entered with her luggages with a wide smile on her face.
"Assalamualaikum" everyone looked at her.
"Walaikumassalam" everyone replied in synchrony.
"I am Isra Bashir Manda from Kashmir and I am humanities student 11 grade E ".
Everyone introduced themselves except the girl from Bihar as she wasn't there by the time her roommate arrived. She went to the reading room to avoid hurtful conversation.
Based on true story.
