my story (few shots) Part 1

Hi am dry to waste ur time but I thought to share my story here as pragya…….Yeah am gonna just torture u with my memories of my life

Here the story is………..(flashback)……………….
Pragya pov
Hi am pragya …..u may wonder” seriously “but s am a one year kid just waiting for some one to take me in their hands ….actually am ..just seating in middle of the hall…..oops I forgot to tell u abt my house na here it is my liltle castle (hut) it has a hall bed room attached kitchen and a store room /prayer room(they use it for both)…….haan her comes my day …..come na appu come …take me in ur arms …..I am bored of sitting down……I literarily cried he didn’t pick me up…..but wait y s so crowded ……oh yeah ..its my birthday ….hhaaam am happy now ….am just travelling hands after hands now ….cool…wow wow wow …..cake cake with candles ha wait a cool birthday…….wait wait let me finish this piece of cake ,why r u carrying me out…….
So now am out of my home ….not out of our house gate ….I meant we r in our garden with cool roses .jasmine and spinach ready to sales……” Haha s we do cultivate spinach,radish,mango,even jack fruit…..”

At night am playing with my sweet father” love u dad” S’s I do see my mother trying to make the woods to burn to cook our dinner struggling with that funnel(its a steel tube like……which is my playing instrument most of the time )……forgot to say….I never thought of my mother …..I love her too but not that much as my pappuu …..but only till my brother(purab’s)birth…….idiot always being with maaa eventually. ….pragyu got jealousy …before I never think of her but after she s my priority …….(actually u love ur belongs more when a competition come for it)…..I liked that chubby elephant but not his antics which at tracked everyone …..bad guy???fine I started hating home …..he made me cry ….?he made me get beatings scolding??even got everyone ‘s attention in my family ……that’s y I desperately wanted to kill him at my age of 8 and s he s 5…..don’t over think am not that bad….. I want to but didn’t do as I myself loved him
…….and that’s when my mom realised something and said me a story….
*Story in story*
A boy had a new born bro and found his mom keep on pampering him killed him in thought of he won’t get any and was arrested for it……
*back to story*

It first had no impact but when she said because of misunderstood the poor mother lost both the sons. ………and s may b because of that he s still here …..later father got transfer shifted to a new place…..basically am scared as this s from village to town….but yes I learnt my 1st lesson of life here….
Dry for this boring thing pardon me ….it will b of some few shorts