Her aura demanded respect... Her aura screamed power yet she was the most calm and polite...
Her life was miserable. She had everyone but she had no one. She was left alone in her life
This is her journey from her vulnerable past to the future she created by herself...
Aadhya Singh Agarwal, Join her journey.
In this story there are some parts which I am inspired from a short story named Bholi written by Khwaja Ahamed Abbas. In a part where our Aadhya is joining school, well the scenario is inspired from Bholi as she was taken to school for almost the same reason.
so i dont claim the rights of that part as mine as i am specifically mentioning it. but the rest of the story is nothing related to Bholi so i claim the right on the story. Please dont copy the story as it is a persons hard work and dedication that takes a turn as a beautiful story. And copying one's work is lawfully punishable.
Thank you and enjoy reading. I will later specify when all i am gonna update as i believe i should follow a routine and try not to break it. :)
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Her tomorrow
General FictionShe was a person who lived her life fr no particular reason... till... She never had anyone to live for though she had everyone. she was the invisible person , for everone except one person who became her lifeline... who changed her life completely...
