I can’t believe I’m publishing this here. I mean, my lazy self has been quite inactive on WordPress for a while. Anyway, I’m back with a new story! I am going to publish one part a week.
I know this story is a fucking full of clichés. But those are my cliché and I lived it, so I’m gonna share it. (Yeah some parts of this story are based on my own experiences. But it’s mostly fiction.)
Here you go:
Chapter 1: Intro
At the break of dawn, when the sun rays start to peep through the horizon, I used to frantically make my way through the empty streets with a backpack slung across my shoulders to reach to the tuition center, hoping that no street dog will test my running speed once again.
This was my usual morning schedule. I used to arrive at the tuition center at 4.45 am. One and a quarter hour before my class could begin. Just to make sure that I’ll get to sit near the window which was right next to the window of her room. I used to reach there so early, only to get a glimpse of her as she gets ready for school.
I think it was nothing short of a miracle that this was happening. Because I was someone who used to believe that tuition classes are nothing but a waste of time and money. Why pay someone to teach something that you are going to learn in school also? In addition to this, all of my elder cousins had topped in boards exam without taking any such tuition.
So, It was very unlikely of me to ditch my routine tennis practice in the morning to attend tuition. But as we know teenage is a crazy phase and I was doing this, only because I had heard that Prapti has joined that particular class too.
To be continued…
Wait for next part to find out who is Prapti and who is the girl in the window and what are there roles in this story.