Perfect Strangers ✔

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Soon they got a taxi and went to the hotel.

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Diya and Ratan return home. Diya goes to her room straight. She sits down and is upset.

Diya POV:
Now what i am going to do? If appa and amma knows that I am fired, they will ask numerous questions.... that job is hectic, draining... that's not i wanted to be.. i want to be free, travel... this work is not even close to how I want to live.. but appa! I will i convince him about this? Will he understand? I don't want anything.... just want peace... do want i want... i hate this life...

*** End of POV ***

Durga knocks the door. Diya looks at her and wipes her tears.
Durga sits near her.

Durga: Are you ok?

Diya: how will i be? I am hating myself... i cheated my parents wish, my dreams, everything....

Durga: how you say you cheated them?

Diya: they wanted me to work in a software job... i am fired now.. i don't want to do that job Durga...
She leans on Durga's shoulders.

Durga: will the problem be solved, if you keep it yourself?
You should have have discussed that before...

Diya: i thought appa, amma is doing whatever is good for me.... now I am realizing it was not happiness, not lively... if you do a work there must be full satisfaction and dedication not irritation! When i think my future with this I will definitely die!

Durga: hey idiot shut up! I am always there with you. I will solve this in minutes look!

Diya: how?

Durga took her phone.

Durga: i am calling uncle...

Diya: hey! have you gone mad?!

Durga: if i don't do this you will turn mad..

Diya: no...
Diya tries to pull the phone from her. Ratan barges in and pulls Diya's hands.

Diya: heyyy what are you...

Durga: super Raatz! Shoo... call is ringing..

Diya: please! Please no...
Diya's heart beats like anything.

Diya's father: Hello! Durga?

Durga: uncle, Diya wants to tell you something...

DF: anything serious ma?

Durga: no uncle, but important. I will give it to Diya.

(She puts on speaker; where Ratan was still holding her hands)

DF: Diya?

Diya: Appa...

DF: What happened? Any problem?

Diya: yes pa... everything is..

DF: what ma?

Diya: i-i don't want this job pa..

DF: What are you saying? Why suddenly?

Diya: Appa, i am not happy pa... i hate this job pa...

DF: Any problem in office ah?

Diya: problem is with me pa! Not job... i don't want this software. It does not suit me. I want to be what I want to... its not i wanted pa... everyday is like hell pa.. why should I go to this place, why i need to work there, everything was torturing me... i did everything as you said but nothing as i wanted... all these days I was listening to you, please understand me... i want to follow my dreams, want to live like how I want to..