The jerk's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me she's our classmate." My eyes mirrored his shock. "Wait, what? He's our classmate?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. Aleena nodded. "Yes, he's Avyaan Parekh." I couldn't believe it. "Well, well, well," Avyaan said, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other, NI-TI-KA" I rolled my eyes, my mind racing with witty comebacks. But before I could respond, Aleena intervened. "Okay, let's not make a scene here. We have classes to attend" I nodded, grateful for the rescue. As we walked away, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Avyaan. He was still smirking, his eyes gleaming with amusement. I made a sign with my hand, like I was going to punch him, and raised an eyebrow in a threatening gesture. Avyaan just smiled lazily and twisted his finger near his forehead, like he was screwing an invisible light bulb. The universal sign for "you're crazy".

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OUR STORY Series 1. Teacher and Student romance. Two unknown people with different lifestyle, perspective, maturity met and then everything is story... To know more pipe in to the story

Two strangers who are destined to fall in love. Both battle the darkness of their own pasts which prevent their damaged self from moving on but would meeting one another pull them out from the abyss of darkness. To heal is to touch with love that which was previously touched with fear... Tere Liye; Humesha and Forever --------- "Andhera aur ujala khabie bhi ek nahi hosakta!" "Main kisi ka layak hi nahi hoon! Unki zindagi barbaad nahi karsakti main...mujhe koi haq nahi!"

"Kanya Daan" or "Donating Girl" is a ritual in Indian marriage. Are we girls any commodity which is transferred or donated from one house to another??? In india, parents from birth tell their daughter "betiyan toh paraya dhan hoti hai" or "daughter belongs to her in laws and are just guest in her parent's house". And in laws say " yeh toh paraya ghar se aayi hai" or " she has come from someone else's house". Where is our "apna" or "own" house??? Shouldn't after marriage a girl have two homes, double love and double support??? If she will wear short clothes, she will get raped.. You are a girl, you have to learn to adjust.. if you say things then it will lead to a fight in house so stay quiet.. Girls should be formal, cultured and silent... he is a boy he can do anything, but you are a girl you can't And most important "log kya kehege" or "What will people say" how could I forget the key of our life. Before anyone says "these are talks of 1990's, now everything has changed". Let me burst your big bubble that you are living in..... Hello!!!!! Welcome to the world of reality. I also used to live in this bubble until 2 years ago. I have seen these thing in someone's house who is very close to me. So, please don't give your gyaan to me. (And also to some extent things have started to change but still there is a lot of work to do) In reality, we girls have to fight for every right we deserve be it respect, education, jobs,etc......and we will. So here is the story of just another girl fighting for her dreams... If you are uncomfortable with the topic, please don't continue. Also, this is my first time writing a book so please ignore mistakes.