Like most of the Indian girls she was born in a middleclass family. Playing with cheaper toys she grew up. She wanted to play with more toys like PS etc but her parents dint like to spend more on it as they had started doing some fixed deposit stuff for her future. Most of the Indian parents do the same.
Well, she was 3 now so she had to go to school. She went and studied well. She started getting some senses. She saw her friends who were rich. The number was lesser but she loved the way they were coming to her school wearing branded cloths, carrying branded bags and expensive toys. She liked them so made some good friends. Indian education system is very competitive right from the begining. Examinations held and she topped. Her friends lover her for being good human and a topper. She was cleaver too.
Well, following the same routine and bearing her parents' scoldings she grew up. She topped secondary board and then moved to a metro city where her dad had been transferred. The life was different there. There were more rich kids. She loved the place, region, language and high profile culture. Kids usually used to come school in small and big cars. She also wanted to drive car so she decided to fight with her parents to get her a second hand car. The fight ended with a good news. She was going school by her own scooty now. She was a cleve girl. She knew her parents couldn't afford a car for themselves then how could they do for their sweetheart kid so she had aimed to get a scooty which resulted into fighting for car. Middle class kids are more intelligent than rest of the kids on earth. No doubt.
She got mixed with the rich and modern kids. A guy, who was supposed to be the richest in the school felt in love with her and one day he proposed her when she was teaching him some mathematics, sitting in his brand new shining silver mercedes car. She thought for a while and said "I love you too". She was a beauty contest winner of her school so she was getting a lot of offers. This was the reason she stuck to a single guy and was being seen as a couple. She lived happily. Her boyfriend gifted her an I-Phone on her b'day and she loved it. Roaming with a rich guy and going to the posh parties were common to her now.
One day she lost her virginity when she had sex with her guy in his car in the parking lot of the biggest mall of the city. They broke up later as the girl discovered that her guy had started looking for sex only.
She sat in the senior secondary exam and topped again. Her parents gifted her a phone now because she had thrown the gifted I-Phone into river Yamuna after breakup. She got maximum calls from the leading colleges of the city University. But she was blessed with a middleclass parents and such parents love to decide the future of their kids in India so she got admission in an engineering college. First year of her college went in making good friends and testing guys whether there was any who could love her without looking for any profit. She failed and loved being called a single. It was embracing for a beauty contest winner but she loved it. No one knew why.
A guy, wearing faded jeans, extra loose Messi t-shirt and a pair of sneakers met her in a mall where she was standing alone, waiting for her parents to come out of a store. He looked good to her. His long hair, good height, nice dressing sense and the way he approached her attracted her. Unfortunately the guy was new to that city. He loved traveling so his maximum time was being spent on traveling and listening to music.
They exchanged their numbers at first meet. Girl liked the guy and the guy loved the girl. Time passed nicely. One day they decided to date. She decided the place as he was unknown to the city. They roamed whole day, ate a lot, did bowling twice and drank fruit beer too. The date ended with a kiss at the most calm place in a mall, at the staircase!
She loved him, he loved her so they were couple now. Her life was easier now. She started getting distracted from her rich friends as she loved to roam with the new guy yet she had to pay more cash everywhere. Fortunately he was also an engineering student of the same branch so their bond was stronger. Her friends hated her because most of them proposed her but she kept refusing and was being spotted everywhere with a new guy who was not that rich.
She reached the last year of her college and she had decided to become a rich person one day so the day seemed apptoaching. She started studying more and more to get a job which could have paid her more than 10lacs per annum was not an easier task in highly competitive Indian society.
Finally the day came. She got 4 call letters from the leading companies of the world. She joined the company which had offered her the maximum package. She was an earning hand now. After 2 years she bought a big bunglow and a black Audi car for her parents. Her parents loved her more. But something was killing them as their kid had grown up matured lady now and she had been working for years and according to the Indian society they had to look for a man for her. She had got everything that she had dreamt for.
One Sunday morning the girl was having coffee with her parents, sitting on the balcony of her big house. She was surprised as her parents started talking of her wedding. She stood up, holding the coffee mug in her left hand and walked a bit away from them and started staring to the sky and said "dad, there is a guy in this city whom I love since my college days". Her parents got up and rushed to her asking many questions like "whats his caste, he is working in the same company or any other company. What are his parents doing. How much he earns etc".
'Dad, he is a painter. Painting is his passion and he has quitted his job for his passion. I love him.'
Well, she was 3 now so she had to go to school. She went and studied well. She started getting some senses. She saw her friends who were rich. The number was lesser but she loved the way they were coming to her school wearing branded cloths, carrying branded bags and expensive toys. She liked them so made some good friends. Indian education system is very competitive right from the begining. Examinations held and she topped. Her friends lover her for being good human and a topper. She was cleaver too.
Well, following the same routine and bearing her parents' scoldings she grew up. She topped secondary board and then moved to a metro city where her dad had been transferred. The life was different there. There were more rich kids. She loved the place, region, language and high profile culture. Kids usually used to come school in small and big cars. She also wanted to drive car so she decided to fight with her parents to get her a second hand car. The fight ended with a good news. She was going school by her own scooty now. She was a cleve girl. She knew her parents couldn't afford a car for themselves then how could they do for their sweetheart kid so she had aimed to get a scooty which resulted into fighting for car. Middle class kids are more intelligent than rest of the kids on earth. No doubt.
She got mixed with the rich and modern kids. A guy, who was supposed to be the richest in the school felt in love with her and one day he proposed her when she was teaching him some mathematics, sitting in his brand new shining silver mercedes car. She thought for a while and said "I love you too". She was a beauty contest winner of her school so she was getting a lot of offers. This was the reason she stuck to a single guy and was being seen as a couple. She lived happily. Her boyfriend gifted her an I-Phone on her b'day and she loved it. Roaming with a rich guy and going to the posh parties were common to her now.
One day she lost her virginity when she had sex with her guy in his car in the parking lot of the biggest mall of the city. They broke up later as the girl discovered that her guy had started looking for sex only.
She sat in the senior secondary exam and topped again. Her parents gifted her a phone now because she had thrown the gifted I-Phone into river Yamuna after breakup. She got maximum calls from the leading colleges of the city University. But she was blessed with a middleclass parents and such parents love to decide the future of their kids in India so she got admission in an engineering college. First year of her college went in making good friends and testing guys whether there was any who could love her without looking for any profit. She failed and loved being called a single. It was embracing for a beauty contest winner but she loved it. No one knew why.
A guy, wearing faded jeans, extra loose Messi t-shirt and a pair of sneakers met her in a mall where she was standing alone, waiting for her parents to come out of a store. He looked good to her. His long hair, good height, nice dressing sense and the way he approached her attracted her. Unfortunately the guy was new to that city. He loved traveling so his maximum time was being spent on traveling and listening to music.
They exchanged their numbers at first meet. Girl liked the guy and the guy loved the girl. Time passed nicely. One day they decided to date. She decided the place as he was unknown to the city. They roamed whole day, ate a lot, did bowling twice and drank fruit beer too. The date ended with a kiss at the most calm place in a mall, at the staircase!
She loved him, he loved her so they were couple now. Her life was easier now. She started getting distracted from her rich friends as she loved to roam with the new guy yet she had to pay more cash everywhere. Fortunately he was also an engineering student of the same branch so their bond was stronger. Her friends hated her because most of them proposed her but she kept refusing and was being spotted everywhere with a new guy who was not that rich.
She reached the last year of her college and she had decided to become a rich person one day so the day seemed apptoaching. She started studying more and more to get a job which could have paid her more than 10lacs per annum was not an easier task in highly competitive Indian society.
Finally the day came. She got 4 call letters from the leading companies of the world. She joined the company which had offered her the maximum package. She was an earning hand now. After 2 years she bought a big bunglow and a black Audi car for her parents. Her parents loved her more. But something was killing them as their kid had grown up matured lady now and she had been working for years and according to the Indian society they had to look for a man for her. She had got everything that she had dreamt for.
One Sunday morning the girl was having coffee with her parents, sitting on the balcony of her big house. She was surprised as her parents started talking of her wedding. She stood up, holding the coffee mug in her left hand and walked a bit away from them and started staring to the sky and said "dad, there is a guy in this city whom I love since my college days". Her parents got up and rushed to her asking many questions like "whats his caste, he is working in the same company or any other company. What are his parents doing. How much he earns etc".
'Dad, he is a painter. Painting is his passion and he has quitted his job for his passion. I love him.'
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