Life works in mysterious way's, or does it ? : Part 2

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Welcome back reader's, thank you for the support, so we last saw Roshini leave her house for her college (ahem, junior college) lost in her ocean of thought's . Here's presenting the second part. Happy reading :)

       Just then her bus arrived, she boarded it and started revising, because how much ever she might dislike the fact of studying, she just cannot fathom the fact of not being able to answer a question when asked or not being punctual or missing out on a fact or coming second in class or being suspended for not answering and oh! this girl needs to calm down !. As she arrived at the gate, she realized that the standard tenth students were giving their board exams, so the watchman told her to wait near the other gate, she then found a few friends already waiting, just as she was approaching them, a guy gives her a tight hug from behind, screaming "PRIYAA", she immediately elbowed him in the ribs saying "I'm not Priya, duffer..." She then joined her friend's, who knew that the guy couldn't be blamed as she and Priya looked exactly the same from behind, mainly because of the same hair length and height, though she dosen't admit it.They continue their discussion on how once even they were in those examination halls writing their board exams, exciting times being a xerox machine :). They then were called for their mock practicals.                       While Roshini was answering her roll call, her mom was answering customer calls asking her updates on their cakes, and well, if Roshini is a perennial river of anxiety, her mom is the ocean. As she was hand painting those flowers, she was reminded of how lucky she is to be in this field, where she gets to do this and live every day, " if only I could help my son.", as she said this she finished painting the flowers and delivered it, as she entered the reception hall she was reminded of her own wedding, she clicked a few pictures and immediately sent it to her husband who was in the UK, as he praised her and the cake,she received a tap on the shoulder and was offered sanitizer, confused she asked "New South Bombay traditions I need to update myself with I guess ?" smiling, she took some sanitizer, the man offering replied " Actually not just South Bombay, but everywhere mam, as you know the Corona virus has entered India". "Oh, the one from China, I thought that was a fake Whatsapp forward, though thanks ". The man went ahead to offer sanitizer to the other guests, Content that the customers were happy, she returned to the bakery.                                                                                                                       Meanwhile Roshini completed her practicals and was walking with an air of triumph as she was the first student to do so. She was happily walking to the bus stop to the beats of 'Don't stop me now'. As she was walking, she removed her phone to call her mom and update her saying she is leaving, but then she thought to herself, "I'd rather surprise her by reaching early." It truly was a wonderful day for her, but suddenly she felt someone pull her to her left, before she could speak or do anything a cloth was stuffed in her mouth, she then saw the blue sky and clouds for two seconds before her head was covered with a jute bag and everything went pitch dark before her eyes...

Stay tuned for the next part.

           

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