Change of Heart

Chapter - 3

After putting my waist length hair in a tight ponytail I started working on my small apartment. Papa's friend Uncle Mukharjee helped me to find this apartment. This apartment belonged to an old lady who lived downstairs with her sister and her daughter. She was kind enough to allow me to use her broom. Yaay...

This apartment was seriously very dirty. One day wouldn't be enough to clean and fix this place. So my kind landlady offered me her couch for the upcoming nights.

Overall I spend my first day in Kolkata with a broom. When I told my parents about this, my mom cried thinking about her only daughter. And that Leena laughed like a dying dinosaur.

I ordered my food online. After eating I took my pillow and directly went to the couch. Sleep came sooner that night.

Next few days went quickly. I went to the nearby mall Thursday and bought all household items like - bedcovers, curtains, towels, doormat, kitchen utensils, food items and many more.

All Friday went by, me putting all the things I bought the day before in its own place.

Saturday I went to a electronic shop to buy a small fridge and a air-conditioner. So spend the whole day with electricians.

Today was Sunday. The day I officially moved from my landlady's couch to my own bedroom. A bright smile lit up on my face as I entered my room. But my smile vanished when I saw my suitcases. Ugh...

4 hours later my all clothes were on my closet, books were on my table and makeup items, skincare products, toiletries were in my bathroom. I sighed heavily. My little apartment looked nice. I mentality applaud for myself.

I made french toast and salad for dinner.

I know I know the easiest ones but I'm exhausted.

I laid on my bed and opened my Insta. Ashish uploaded a picture with Leena. I shook my head at him. He had a big crush on her but she never realised or ignored. Nonetheless I liked his post.

'Oh seven new followers.'

I had almost 22k followers on Insta. I liked being active on social media. I posted almost everyday. Several message requests popped up. I deleted one by one all the messages.

Tomorrow the university authorities called all the new applicants to submit their first semester fees. I would have to go to the university tomorrow. And Tuesday I would love to visit the culinary school. I didn't receive any mail from them so I think I should visit once. My heart started beating faster thinking about this. What if they didn't like my application or they got more qualified people?

'Deep breath.. in and out... in and out.. cool?'

Now I should sleep and stop over thinking.

The next morning I woke up when my mum called. I told her to call me because alarms were useless for me. I could sleep through several alarms.

I showered for 30 minutes then brushed my teeth. Securing my long waist length hair in a bun I scrubed my face gently with my strawberry scented scrub. Then washed my face with facewash, applied some sunscreen all over my face. Sun was shining brightly outside so no I'm not applying any foundation. I used some concealer under my eyes, some loose powder to fix my face, double coated mascara and strawberry flavoured lipbalm. I released my hair from the bun and secure them tightly in a high ponytail with elastic. I released some small hair from the ponytail to frame my face better.

I threw my nicest pair of high waisted dark blue jeans, a black halter neck top and finished my look with my favourite black vans. My backpack was ready with all imp documents and I'ds for both university and culinary school, some cash, lipbalm, sunscreen, facewipes, a water bottle and a packet of potato chips.