Her existence was a lie and he was the harsh truth.
"Loving him was a sin..and I sinned. Now even if I want to run away , he will chase me to the depths I am too afraid to imagine. I caught his attention and now I have to face the unfavourable conse...
Finally the plane landed. Finally I am getting rid of this mental torture. Thank you jesus! 😀 In the whole ride we just had few talks like asking names and all
I got to know his name. Abhay Khurrana. Suits his character.
With the landing , I stand up all ready to get out of this shithole. Mind me , I curse too much when I am flustered.
Sarcasm is my love language.🥰
He gets up from his seat and let me get out from seat. After getting out of plane I sigh, as if I was holding my breathe during the whole ride.
Taking my luggage I walk out of airport. I was mostly bumping with people as it is crowdy. Some apologized , some cursed at me.
Haad hain yaar. Apne desh mein itne ashubh bhashaen (slangs) sunna kaafi nahi tha 🙂
Taking a cab was quite expensive so I take a bus. The buses are quite great ,better than the indian ones , always bouncing like a ping pong ball.
I admire the cityscape with my mouth open , I am looking like a kid who is taken to disneyland for the first time.
I reach vancouver. I was both tired and excited. I head to my new apartment with my luggages. I enter my room, my heart aching with excitement, and a feeling of independence ....freedom to do anything and nobody will say anything..lekin phir bhi mummy ki daant ka mazaa kuch aur hi hai. I miss her scoldings and tauntings.
I sigh sitting on the sofa rubbing my face.
I glanced at all my bags and luggages and groan as I realized I have to do all this alone.
I decide to unbox all the items tommorow as I was way too tired. I get up with all the amount of energy I had and went to washroom.
I take a warm shower. Warm shower helps with Long journey body cramps and tiredness. I change into my panda printed pj pants and shirt. I would rather be comfy than look sexy. Period.
I had lost all my appetite because of this long journey. Koi nehi , ek raat nahi khaungi toh maar nahi jaungi.
I jump on The bed smashing my face on the soft mattress. I wrap myself with The warm sheets and squeal giddily. When the "u went inside the warm sheets during winter" feeling hits hard , u cant help but feel the biggest satisfaction and happiness. I soon drifted to my dreamland as I was too tired to speak anyways.
Next morning.
I almost slammed my mobile due to the annoying sound of the alarm which I set yesterday late night. I was feeling like a dead person who didnt got sleep for days. I sit up groggily rubbing my face trying to remove the tiredness and sleepiness. I stand up but fall down on bed again cause I was feeling so dazed due to lack of sleep.
I rolled off the bed falling down on floor on purpose. I groan as I realized I have to make breakfast on my own. Kaash mummy ko bhi bag mein pack karke le aati 🗿
I give some self motivation speech to myself even if they had only 10% effect on me. Anyways I get up stretching my body jumping a bit to bring energy. I freshen up and went to kitchen.
Abhi yaad aya ki ghar mein kuch bhi khaane k liye nahi hai ☺️
I scrounge in my bag to find the coffee sachet. Woh bhi nahi mila ☺️.
Pachtawa ho rahi hai yaha aane se. 🥰
I decid to go and ask any of my apartment neighbours having coffee sachet which just made me regret badly.
I knock on the First door where a man of mid-age opened. He was looking like he went through 5 divorces and 6 failed custodies. He looks at me with his clad dark circled eyes and scratched his belly. He looked kinda pregnant 🙂. I asked if he has a Coffee sachet and he clearly slammed the door on my face.
I walked to another one and knock the door where a girl opened. I sighed in relief but that soon turn into a horror as I realized she is lesbian. She said she has a coffee sachet but she was being all flirty. She trace her fingers on my face. I step back joining hands awkwardly. I walked away.
Then I decide to try for the Last time and knock on another door. I heard some noises. I press my ear to the door trying to understand. I heard moans and slaps. Subah subah kaun sex karta hai be? Koi kaam nahi hai kya karne k liye?
Chalo yeh bhi thik hai ☺️. kitne tejaswi log mile hai mujhe.
I went back to my room frustated. I take my purse and walked out to have breakfast outside completely unaware of the nightmare which will start as a beautiful dream.
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