FAMILY PACKAGE ( DISCONTINUED)

THE GIRLS

"STACY....STACYY..." I shouted from veranda.

"Ahh.. Lakkuu.. let me sleep na...
5 mins." Stace said in drowsy tone and tossed again.

" You are late.. you have your shift na... "

"2 mins... "

"Guys" Nazia sighed to low our tone.

"Then don't come to me cribbing about your senior...."

"Stace get up.." I pulled her blanket.

"Baby.. please.."

"Dakshi, take that hosepipe!!"

"Noooooo..."

"Finally!!" I sighed

Nazia's phone rang. It was her mom.

"Salam alaikum, khala (aunt)..."
"Walaikum assalam, beti.. where is Nazia?"

"Namaz, khala how is ChaCha?"

"He is fine. Just dad - daughter things.."

"Really, something happened?"

"I'll call you later beti, when she's not awake.."

"Ok khala khuda Hafiz"

Naaz gave me a glare..

So...

Naaz, Nazia Iqbal, the perfect, organised Muslim girl, bit annoying but always come first in saving us for anything.
Works as a costume designer in films..

Dakshi, dakshina, the silent introvert Telugu girl in the group having the most brightest smile. No one can beat her in words. She is a chef at Hilton hotel

Stace, Stacy the craziest girl in this house, childish, always fighting and cribbing with me..
But her baby eyes can melt even the statue. Works as maternity specialist aka obstetrician... the doctor in the house..

Finally,me, Vidya..
It won't be nice if I tell about myself. But I love doing fun, especially with Stace. I always follow- live life queen size..
But am violent at times. Love myself a lot.. and my girls
Work as a pathologist with Stacy..

We four girls stay in a two BHK Individual house at Mogappair.

Though we are on rent, it is like our own house.

Our house

Living room