YOU ARE MINE: When I Have to Fight for You
flashing its beautiful but disturbing rays straight to my face. I was reluctant to get off my bed. I always love the day but not this particular morning. Suddenly, I remembered I got
r. With lehenga, pant-style salwar, and Anarkali being my favorite native Indian clothing for occasions. Being a college student
get hooked up by following others' styles, I do what pleases my sense of taste at most times. With that being stated, I dressed up. Untying my locks which
us!" I always co
ful mother was the best mother of the new generation. A woman who was bent on watching over her beautiful daught
ing accomplishment. I met up with Manikarnika, Manu in short, my bestie. She was a bright stunning lady with a blithe and carefree
tly, I found myself entangled in a hate relationship with one
nose, rosy pink lips, sparkling eyes, and a well-built gym-going body. Coupled with his jet black textured spiky comb over haircut which made him look like one kind of hero in a romantic Bollywood movie. Many girls admired him for his good loo
alked closer to us with his two friends, Shekhar and Milan. The
is everyday scorning. "She tries to look beautiful even t
from where we were before. A few minutes later, Manu got a call from home. Her mom asked her to come home if she was done with her lectures. She had to leave, I couldn't stop her since
are you following me everywhere I go?" I
fired back. "Why in God's name w
ost your sense of s
ould see how ugly y
of them is you? That's why you kept on following me everywhere I go. Anyways, no matter how hard you try, I
d he said, "Stop flattering yourself." I
sat on it, and then
elder sister, kind and cautious. She graduated two years back an
downstairs and w
ugged her. "How was work today?" I as
day. I'm exhauste
could see the signs of tiredness on her face. I helped her out with
I met Manu as usual and we both went to class. After l
en Sidd toda
d negatively. "Are you miss
at he is not around today,"
r!" She
bill and left the canteen. We we