The Life Of An Indian Girl

He was beautiful by all means. He was a mystery in all it's beauty. He wore a mask longer than others and hid a tormented mind behind smiles.

He came into my life like a storm, an Indian girl met a man worthy of all good things life had to offer only to realize his memories were dominated by bitter past.

I was a senior with a scholarship to Harvard. Stress, pressure and high expectations from my parents were a given when you were Indian. I was focused, on studies and my future plans. However, the second I met the supposedly know-it-all and million dollar smile Rahul... It changed, I was focused don't get me wrong but he showed there's much more and by doing so he let his walls fall slowly and so did I. It all started with games and turned into something much more powerful.

He was hurt, in ways one wouldn't dare to think of- yet he went on. He was dead on the inside but I couldn't let such a winsome soul wither at the hands of a plaguing past. I couldn't.

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