The Sunday mornings in Ahmedabad were always peaceful with the tunes of Vividh Bharati resonating through the atmosphere.
Except for this one morning

"Anand, iss ladki se keh do ki agar usne Bombay jaane ki baat phir se ki toh mera mara hua muh dekhegi" Rakesh Aggarwal was livid
"Papa, Bombay nahi Mumbai" his daughter Naina squeaked, gathering courage in front of her father
"Teri toh main yeh naukri karne ka Bhoot Abhi utarwata hoon" Rakesh raised his hand in the air to slap, which he did best.

Naina's chacha ji immediately shielded the meek little girl and announced

"Naina agar kaam karna chahti hai toh hum Kaun hote hai rokne wale. Jaane dijiye na isse Mumbai. Main guarantee deta hun sab theek hoga"

"O Bai! Kuch oonch neech ho gayi toh. Kaun zimmedari lega" Naina's Taiji, the one with the caustic tongue taunted

"Main saare intezam kar doonga. Working Girls' hostel ke warden se baat Hui hai meri. Aap bas ijazat de dijiye" Anand reasoned.

But no one was ready to hear anything about their 'jawan' beti of marriageable age going to live alone in a big city.

Naina had got the job of a teacher in a reputed high school in Mumbai and she couldn't wait to fly off there, away from the taunts of her extended family on her looks and lack of a mother.
"Tu na bhaag ja. Jaise filmon mein dikhate hai na" Preeti, her partner-in-crime, suggested
"Mann toh mera wahi kar raha hai. Par chachaji ka Dil nahi dukha sakti aise" Naina, the obedient daughter sighed sadly

"Toh ab kya kare. Tere sapnon ka kya?" Preeti mused
"Sapne na sapne banke hi reh jaate hai agar hum yun hi kuch na kare"
"Toh kya karegi behen"
"Bagawat" Naina said determinedly.
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On the other side of the sleepy town, a lone figure stood outside a huge sprawling bungalow, mixed emotions on his face.

"Saare bags taxi mein rakh diye hai" his trusted servant Ramdhari said sadly.

"Theek hai. Mai aa raha Hun. Bas aakhri baar Nanu ki aakhri nishani Ko theek se dekh lu" Sameer said with a heavy heart.
He never thought he would have to leave his heart, his home behind in such a way.
But kismat ke aage kiski chali hai.

This is my first time writing a story. Please tell me if I should continue.😊