Hii guys...Moon here...am very new to Wattpad and this is my first story too..so am quite nervous...I want your support guys...
All I can say that this is totally a different manan story...some characters and incidents are inspired by real-life... t...
Thanks for all the support in the previous chapter. I hope you guys will stick with me till the end.😊😊
Now without wasting more time, I am here presenting you the very first chapter of my very new story "Reason Behind My Existence".
#happyreading ............................
KOLKATA; 7 o'clock in the morning;
A girl in her early 20s is walking towards a huge old-fashioned aristocratic mansion or zamindar bari, the ones you will rarely see mainly in North Kolkata.
The two-story mansion is completely white in color, with its signature architecture, i.e. huge pillars, large windows, and high ceilings with large gardens having various kinds of trees and plants surrounding the whole house. A small path is leading towards the main house and at the back of the house, there is a ghat on the bank of the river Ganga. In short, the house itself is a luxurious property and it has been taken care of pretty well.
Murthy Mansion...
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Now judging from the girl's behavior, it seems she is very well accustomed to the whereabouts of the house. Without looking here and there, she directly enters the house and goes straight to the kitchen. Though the house itself is quite old-fashioned, all the rooms here are very well furnished according to the modern taste.
In the kitchen with dark wood cabinets and modern appliances and a huge counter in the middle, two women are present. One is making tea whereas the other is giving instructions to the maids and servants.
Kitchen...
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The elder one of them sees the girl coming. But before she can say anything, the girl places a finger on her mouth motioning not to say anything. The woman gives a small smile. The girl then tiptoes and closes another woman's eyes, who was making tea, from behind.
The girl asks playfully-"Pehchano koun?"
The woman smiles and replies-"I know Navya, that it's you only. Now remove your hands. I need to add tea leaves."
