No one pov-

In Mumbai, somewhere near the bandra-worli sea link Bridge...the beautiful bridge is stunning always in night like some fairytale place come in reallife but as we all know mumbai is a city of dreams city of never sleeps always working, cars bikes running on roads always filled with people who are either going on work or either going on vacation but they always dream to be famous or have a luxury lifestyle in a city like Mumbai

But here, one girl Diyu who doesn't want a luxury lifestyle, she just wants a life to have her dream completed with her hard work,talent, and honesty ...but she knows in today world not everything can be done with honesty or talent here has to be someone who knows and can do by tit or tat..by money or power

She was an orphan but unknown to the fact that she has an elder brother, but where or is he alive or .?..

She known for her soft spoken always soft spoken and polite to everyone, but but if anyone insult her or her self respect or her closed one she is like the second form of Maa kali..her gentle caring soft side has everyone see but her dangerous anger one are hidden from everyone...she is light hearted but also not that much..

She has patient listen everything carefully than do anything she is beautiful in and out..always spend her time with kids love to play with them, or working or in college or reading novels...never get time to be in relationship...

Diyu Pov -

Bird sound of chirp were coming from outside of an window the room is normal cozy, but tidy and a figure sleeping on bed, sunrise falling on her face through window curtain..suddenly hee phone alarm ring

Ughh itni shubha shubha uthne ko nahi hota ree, I mumbled to myself still sleepy I look at my phone to see time it was only 7pm..wait what ?? 7pm fuc- am late.. I quickly get up from my bed, not before cursing my alarm, because it is his fault he didn't wake me up. I thought with pout and chuckle

I quickly made my way toward my bathroom and quickly I turn on the shower and steps under the steaming water, letting it fall on myself and wash away the fatigue of sleep and laziness..after some moment I step out of shower and quickly dry myself and my long hair I quickly step out of bathroom and make my way toward cupboard and open it here are many kurti's like anarkali, flared kurti,Chikankari, Tiered kurti etc, saree, normal pajamas, shirts I quickly pick on of flared kurti, with bangles and matching jhumka..

After few minutes I was in my light blue flared kurti with my hand adore by some bangles and jhumka, my long hair opened as they are still wet and I wear a locket on my neck with mimi makeup on face my college bag on my shoulder, I look at my self in mirror and say

Ladke maar jaayenge dekh kar mujhe, joke apart I look normal fine

I have a habit of giving myself reality check
every single time for no reason, that is why I am still single. No one wants to date who gives a reality check for no reason..and also has habit of been more trusted over someone than necessary that why i get many hurtful word or action that alwayswill remain fresh in my heart...

I quickly get out of my apartment after locking it perfectly and make my way toward the bus stop...while walking towards bus stop I couldn't help but wonder what it like to have someone who could understand me? Who could care and love me? Who I can say that he is my home..in this entire world full of strangers, he is my home, in who I find comfort and love .? Will here be any one I can open up about my past my trauma?, I shake my head slightly I don't want to think about my past I can't afford to

With this I reach bus stop and start to wait for bus number 4 so I can go to my college and let me tell you this bus always come late  but today it on time

"Waah aaj aisa kya hua toh yeh itni jaldi aagayi"

I mumbled to myself and want on bus and take window seat and look out of it while taking my earphone out of my college bag and start to listen song "Tujhse Naaraz Nahi Zindagi" it an emotional but happy deep  song, i close my eyes let lyrics make an effect on me song is only thing that make me feel at peace till now

I was lost in music i forgot about my surrounding but suddenly I hear soft and faint giggling behind my seat I turn around to see an cute adorable little boy sitting behind with his parents and was giggling softly faintly while playing with end of my hairs I look at his parents who were looking at me with apologized smile I smile in assurance and say in my soft tone

"Don't worry uncle let him play"

I look at that little boy and smile and ask in soft but caring tone

"Aapka name kya hai beta?"

That little boy stop giggling and look at me with his brown eyes filled with childish and innocence shyly say

"Vi-vicky"

I smile and say while ruffle a little of his hair

"Cute name"

After sometime the bus stop at my stop I quickly make my way out of bus and was going to go toward my college my phone ring I glance at who is called it was "Sia" my childhood friend,  I pick up call

Oyeee idiot kudhar hai jaha bhi ho jo bhi kar rahi hai sab chod aur sun tu??? From other side of call heard excited Sia voice

Kya hai bol I asked in my soft tone

Meri shaadi fix hogayi Hai abhi kal nikal na his destination wedding hai toh jaldi se aa mere ghar From other side of call heard excited Sia voice, I stop in my track for a moment as I listen marriage my children friend getting marriage and am finding it now?!?

Kab kaise kisse mujhe kyu nahi bataya???!? I asked in my soft tone but slightly firm

Kab- 2 week pahle kaise ka kya matlab hai be shaadi hai meri kaise fix hoti hai tujhe pata hai kisse is surprised tereko tere jiju se kal car mein mila hungi okkk chall bye mein jaa rahi thoda kam hai aur abhi sham tak aa jana mere ghar nahi toh From other side of call heard excited but warned Sia voice

Han han okkk chal bye congrats btw meri jaan I mumbled in my soft tone before cutting call and start to walk towards my college

Marriage? My Siuuu is getting marriage wow I never thought I could hear that that girl always bossing around, never listen to anyone, now getting marriage, getting tied in a knot of responsibility, knot of something beyond word that can't be described, I just wish she able to handle all of these, I'll also help her in some of things if I can what if I don't have anyone I still have my Kanha ji, shiv ji..... but why my inner self is telling me something will happen in this marriage that will change everything, someone aloneness, someone entire world,someone will become someone else entire world..

🥀"Love has power of changing everything in just few seconds and maybe that It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not "🤌

Oh I forgot to keep you all the house tour of diya apartments scroll a little and see.🥀🥺

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Front entrance

Living room

Sitting area

Studies table

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Kitchen

Diya bedroom

Her bathroom

Her baloney

Her jhumka and bangles

Her Cupboard

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Ends..

Hope you all liked this part here will be one more part on Diyu point of view than the real story will be starting..

And please I hope you all will comment and vote on this I have write it after many other thought of starting this book..
And also if anyone knows all the marriage function and ceremony please comment and let me know am forgetful I forgot 😭😭

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