Namira's POV

"What the hell! Why can't I go to goa mom, my all friends are going for the trip." I asked Mumma desperately wanting to attend my last school trip.

"No Namu, you will not go and this is final. If you have any questions ask to your dad." Mumma said me in a threatening tone.

"Yes, you are not going anywhere." Said my elder brother, Kaushik smirking while I glared at him.

"Don't, you arenot allowed  to poke your nose in my matters." I threatened him.

Hearing my voice, Mumma came out of the kitchen and glared at me.

"Is this the way to talk with elders Namu? Go to your room now." She declared angrily and went inside the kitchen while kaushik just smirked looking at me.

I left the living room and went to my room quickly.

After getting inside my room and I closed the door with a loud thud and sat on the bed in Indian style.

Well, I am Namira Shah from Lucknow. A 18 year old normal teenager whose is life is hell because of this stupid rules.

I just wanted to enjoy my last school trip, or should say my first and last trip but I didn't got permission.

Just great, and why I didn't got it? Just because some neighbor aunties filled my mumma's ears with words like 12th hai na Namu ka? Will she go to trip like others or will study?

Means, what is the problem of these aunties, they are just left with the work to interfere in everyone's life..

I was busy cursing neighbor aunties when I phone ringed.

I saw the caller I'd and it was my useless friend Deepika.
I received the call and her Loud shrill voice damaged my eardrums.

"Nachos I didn't got the permission!" She shrieked telling me.
She calls me Nachos as she loves them the most and so she do to me.

"Well daayan (witch) I too didn't got it." I told her signing.

"And you know what?" She asked me in her unusual excited tone.

"What?" I questioned her.

"I am going to Mumbai for Adira dii's wedding that's why my trip is cancelled. Oh my God! I can't believe it, Mumbai. Mumbai means Parthu and Parthu means meeting them. Hayee! I am so excited." She chirped and talked about it three to four times making me remember her journey pattern.

"It's very good news yaar. Okay I am going bye." I said and cut the call being fed up from blabberings.

I stood up from the bed and went towards the window. Looking up to the stars my mind wandered to my unplanned life where everything happens without notice.

I was so much immemsed in sky watching that the falling of meteor didn't went unnoticed by me. I saw the falling star and thought the words of my grandma.

Tutte hue taare se maangi hui saari wishes pori hogi

I closed my eyes and wished to god to show me something good.. Something awesome.. Something which will make me agree my life is good.. Something about my future...

I opened and smiled brightly looking up at sky

After gazing the sky, I came to my bed and slept thinking about My so-called tensed life.

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"Is she new here?"

"Do you know her?"

"Who the hell she is and why the hell she is sleeping outside our house?"

I heard voices near me. I slowly opened my eyes and heard someone shouting.

"Be in a safe distance. She is an outsider."

My eyes went hearing it.

How the hell I am an outsider in my own house?

I saw the people in front of me who were looking at me curiously.

They were different. Like really different.

They weren't wearing any Indian dress it was pure western wear. They had a some kind of head band on their heads with different colours and their legs had a big black shoes.

I suddenly got alarmed seeing them and stood up from my place.

"Who the hell are you? Where is my family? Where is my house? And which place is this?" I yelled to them with frustration.

"Girl we are in our place. It's you who is here without being called, not us." A man in his early twenties said.

"Huh? How the hell I can come here?" I asked  them. Am I kidnapped?

"Actually you were sleeping outside our house. We didn't brought you here but if you are kidnapped or anything you can tell us." A lady in her mid- forties said to me making my eyes watery.

"My home.. Am I kidnapped? Can i be?" I murmured to myself and looked around.

The place  looked very new to me.. Am I in america?

"Hey what's the name of this place." I questioned the lady.

"India." The guy who is in early twenties responded to me instead.

India? How the hell it is India? It can't be.

"No it can't be India. We don't have any such places in India in year 2020." I said slowly and looked around to see everyone looking at me wide eyes.

"You sick girl, this is 2050 not 2020." That guy said my eyes got Widden in surprise.

"2050 what!" I yelled in surprised and my mind started to remember what really happened.

Me not getting permission. My 12th class exams. My best friend's trip. My shit life. Me thinking about future.

Oh god!

Thinking about my head started to pain suddenly and I suddenly felt  lack of air. I kept my hand on my neck to gasp some air.

Everything started to fade in front of me making my become blurred and the last thing I remembered was the city's lights before going out.

"Namu wake up.. It's already 8, wake up shona." Someone shooked me and I woke up with a jolt.

I looked around to see it was Mumma waking me up and I was in my room. Was it a dream!

My breath got stuck thinking about it!

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