Natasha, a smart, beautiful, selfless and confident girl. Her practical thinking makes her even more special. She has a perfect life with proud parents, trustworthy friends and a bright future ahead. Her heart doesn't require extra love from anyone...
"When is your ticket?" - Leena asked leaning against the hardboard of my bed.
"22th July." - I told her shortly. It was already 15th. "In just one week I'll be gone. I'll miss you guys you know. I'll be all alone there."
"I'll miss you too but I don't think so you'll be all alone there. You're a living magnate who attracts humans specifically men." - she laughed softly and shook her head. "My point is you'll be fine. People love you Tasha. Go there find new friends, fall in love.. be happy in general."
Then suddenly she narrowed her eyes at me - "Remember Tasha find friends not best friends. I'm the only best friend you're allowed to have."
I giggled. "Are you giving me threats? - I asked her. She nodded. I laughed again and said - "You are my one and only best friend and trust me no one can replace you ever. And Miss Leena I'll never fall in love. NEVER."
She furrowed her perfect brows - " You're 22 Tasha. Atleast live your life fully now."
"That's right. I'm 22 and living my life fully. I can enjoy my life without a man ya know? And on the top of that this is the turning point of my future and I'll never let a man interfere in this." - I told her honestly.
"So you don't want anyone as a life partner?" - she asked.
"I don't know honestly. But right now my main concern is my dream." - I said and winked playfully at her.
"And yeah we need to go shopping." - I told her.
"Yeah yeah you can't bring old clothes to Kolkata. Right babe?" - she asked with a eye roll.
"Wrong Miss. I'm bringing some of my old clothes too but I need new clothes and I need to buy a present for my beautiful aunt too." - I told her.
"For Amma?" - she asked shocked.
"Why this shocking face? I know she'll miss her favourite daughter so I think I'll visit her Sunday."- I told her and opened my closet. I started selecting the tops and dresses I wanted to take with me.
"Sure. We'll go to mall first then my home directly from there. I'm hundred percent sure that she'll make your favourite kheer. She loves you way too much." - she said shaking her head with a small smile.
"Darling best friend everyone loves me just accept this fact." - I told her as I threw one of my favourite top on the side where I kept all the items I selected.
She mocked saluted me. "Miss lovable person it's time for me to go home. See you tomorrow."- she shouted the last part.
I rolled my eyes "Yeah okay bye."- I shouted too.
I selected 5 tops, 2 sun dresses, 3 party dresses, 5 Jeans, 3 skirts, 2 pajamas from my old clothes. Okay so my work here was done. I just needed to select my shoes now. Ugh this was so confusing.
I closed my eyes for a moment took a deep breath. I remembered how last Sunday I cried because I didn't get in the university of Kolkata. But Monday I laughed all day like a crazy woman because I got accepted in the Presidency University of Kolkata. Going to Kolkata was really important for me now.
Shoot.. I didn't call the culinary school. Oh God I forgot to call. I should clam down.
Tasha take a deep breath.. in and out.. in and out.. cool? Now call them.
With shaking hands I dialed the number from the article.
After fourth ring someone answered the call. "Hello how can I help you?." - a lady asked.
"Hello if I'm not wrong then this the number of the new culinary school opening in Kolkata right?" - I asked and trust me I'm shaking.
"Yes you're right. So how can I help you?"- the lady asked again.
"Umm actually I want join this course. Although I read that article but I wanted to confirm first. That's it."- I told her hoping she would understand.
"Yes Miss. If you want to join then send your documents through email. And a application stating all the reasons why you want to join this course. If you read that article I'm sure you already know all the rules?" - she asked.
"Yes I do." - I told her.
"Okay then submit your documents. If you get selected we'll contact you. After that you have to come here yourself before 31st July to submit your fees and you'll have to show us your original documents." - she said.
"Fine. Thank you for your time." - I said smiling. I literally forgot that I'm on a phone call and she couldn't see my smile.
"You're -
"Miss Isha, Dad is waiting for you in his office. You should bring those morning meeting files to him as soon as possible and also tell him that I'm heading home." - suddenly a dark voice spoke out of nowhere. Oh my God that sexy voice.
"Okay Sir I'll do it." - she said to him I guess. Who was he though?
"Miss I'll have to go now." - she said politely.
"Okay and thank you again."
"You're welcome." - she said and hung up.
After submitting all my documents and the application I sighed heavily. I jogged towards my closet and started putting all my selected items like clothes, books, shoes and many more in my suitcase. I was bringing two suitcases and a backpack with me.
One week passed quickly. It was already 22th July and I was excited plus sad. Excited for my new journey and sad for leaving my family and friends behind.
Papa Mumma and Leena came with me to the airport. First time I was traveling alone. Mumma and Leena cried while papa stood there without any expressions. I hugged them and said goodbye. I didn't turn back to look at them again because I wasn't that strong. When I reached airport I stole a glance at them through the glass wall and found my papa crying. He was gripping mumma's shoulder for support. A sob left my lips and I ran towards the washroom. By then tears were rolling down to my face. I wiped them. After washing my face with cold water I came out from washroom and went directly towards the waiting room.
'Kolkata here I come.' I thought sitting one of the waiting room seats.
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I hope you guys find this story enough interesting to go on.
This story is really close to my heart because cooking is my passion too just like Natasha. But couldn't join any culinary school as my small town don't have one. I'm learning from my mother tho.😉
