Published Jun 15, 2021
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Story Of Cursed Love💖 Chapter 1- The Beginning

Published Jun 15, 2021
2 mins read
411 words

                              I am Maya Deshpande. Many thrilling and sad things gonna happen in my life. Do you guys wanna know what is going to happen??…Let us get into the story. Welcome you all to the life of Maya .

                              I am Maya 🥰.I am very excited  because today is the first day of my college. Since my childhood  I have dreamt of becoming a great engineer one day. Here I am ready to explore the dream place of my life don't over-think I just meant my college 😂.When I  went to open the door of my room ,I heard people screaming inside my house , it is weird🤨 right???

                               So, I decided to over hear them , I placed my snaky ears on the door of my room ,suddenly someone opened it. Yes, you people are right, I was shocked 😯.And the person is no-one, I meant my little sister who always dreams herself as Arya Stark 👸 and do stunts all around the house and broke our noses.

                                 As soon as ,I went to the hall my mom tries to push a laddu into my mouth 🤢 . By eating it I questioned her in a jest ,so dad won the election. She said  “yes” . OH MY GOD, then I  saw the news that my dad was an MLA of a ruling party which has gained power after a decade. Yeah my laddu was jammed in my throat😣 .

                                 Here comes my dad with a glow and pride in his face . I went to tell him that I am proud of him with a hug and smile on my face. Then he is crowded by the members of his party and a rain of wishes. Oops, this is the first day of my college , I want to get the bus by correct time.

                                  I have struggled a week to get the permission from my dad to go to college by public transport 🚎 rather than college transport. Yes, I won .He can be a Politician with weapon called reality but I am his daughter with a more powerful weapon called tears. My dad was concerned about my safety and worried about the possibly of harassments that can happen through public transport .But me who has fire in the eye to break all the stereotypes, waiting for my bus.

                              The bus with a crowd of people no where to breathe came to the stop from where I have to on board to reach my destination….⭐

                                     TO BE CONTINUED……..😉

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