- Choose -
Saturday
June 17th, 1995
Dear Diary,
Even after the whole night Dadi's fever didn't went down. I was worried. Father slept quite well last night, why wouldn't he since Dadi wasn't there to stop him from drinking alcohol. I was filled with stress. First I had to look after Dadi and on top of that Father was puking all over the floor. I don't know why does he drink. Mummy hated it but she never said it. I hate it but I can't say it. I watched the sunrise in between the sound of howling.
It was 10 in the morning when I got a call from Kartik. He scolded me and asked me to come immediately. I tried to tell him that my grandmother is ill but he hung up just after telling me to come. Now, I had to choose between my family and my dream. And I choose...
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ChickLitA poignant tale of a self-blaming girl, written in form of diary entries and set in the late 1990s of India. A girl whose life is filled with sorrow and regret, finally gets a chance to give an entrance exam for fulfilling her dream of becoming a d...
