chapter 19:Overwhelming reality

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Long chapter as an outcome of huge effort.You won't regret reading it :)

Preeya's POV:I could barely see some leaves which were looking glittery since Sun's ray was touching them. After some monotonous damp rainydays, I was really looking forward to having a "burning sunlight" and when it finally happened today I was about to have a hit stroke due to excessive hot!

I loved to live alone generally, but you know it's really pathetic to "Eat alone"-which I was doing for quite long since Titir went to her home.I could not finish the meal and sadly left it for dumping it in" trash can".I lied on Titir's bed and took my phone.
" I am missing you,come back soon"- I typed that text to send Titir. Simultaneously a thought peeped in my mind that Titir could find it "too much" or ","burdensome". So,I let "backspace" cut my stupid thoughts.

After celebrating Eid with the dear ones, girls started to get back to hostel gradually. Sneha came back  early in the morning yesterday fighting with the stone size raindrops! She brought some "homemade food " and asked me to have some in the evening.

-"Preeya, it's my mom's "special kebabs". Try it"-She told me kindly after dragging me in her room. She was alone as Nipa di went on her duty and Momi Apu was yet to come.

-" It'sdeliius" I could not clearly pronounciate  it as "delicious " as Sneha shoved the "whole kebab" in my mouth.

After chewing the full Kebab I could manage to say:" it is too good. It tastes like my mom's one.Aunty must be a good Cook".

After getting back to my room,I started feeling that I was strongly feeling for my mom nowadays.

"You have started finding your mom in everything around you. Sometimes,its in Nipa's soft palm, sometimes its even in Sneha's mom kebab. You are becoming weak,vulnerable inside".

This nagging seemed like a mock to me.
" I can not be vulnerable. I am way far from returning to " my home". I have locked every door myself to go back. I can not look back"- I taught myself.

Momi apu came back to the hostel this morning. Her face looked tanned and Somehow exhausted. After taking a long shower, making us" wait"in the serials she went on sleeping even without saying a simple "hello" to me! Though, not a big issue, but It felt that she was breaking my expectation!

Now,in this lonely afternoon, all my mind wanted to do was keeping my legs on Titir's soft flesh and gossiping with her. It was not possible that time so I called Anas and instantly "the call is forwarded " floated on my screen. He had started this drama recently and I was planning to Slap him hard for that. It was only for making me concerned for him,I know -though he said it was for avoiding calls from the "expectant upcoming models"!
Disgusting, right? He even gave up using facecook, WhatsApp and all that-which I did not mind to be honest!

I left him a text and tried to sleep. But you know when you are excited, its Pretty normal that sleep will not join u,the sleep bearing Aunties will roam here and there then,right?

Actually tomorrow was my birthday and I had no expectations as it was never celebrated earlier at hostel. Moreover Titir was not there this time. So the question of celebration did not arise even.

I opened my laptop and started scrolling my facebook and suddenly noticed an announcement of a competition.

It was named"Miss entrepreneur awards"- it was for motivating young ladies to come up with new ideas and inspire them to contribute in women's economy".

The requirements and moto of the" hunt" really catched my eyes as I was really running my online business of traditional dress across the country and 15/16 women were working with me at the same time. Some of them were studying Fashion designing with me or " Arts and creativity"departments in different institutions. Not that they all were doing this for fighting Against poverty, some of them really wanted to do something exclusive, some even wanted to earn their own. And I was planning with them to make" new clothes from wasted ones"as it had some environmental issue too.

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