Fan Fiction

Swasan ff : Don’t Change [Chp 1]

SWARA’S point of view:

Hey guys…………it’s me …………the nerd with big specs. …always burried in books …….yeh…Bingo! You have guessed it right ! It’s me Swara Bose on a Sunday morning with my cousin brother Ritwik Roy doing homework together! Well actually it’s just me doing homework. Ritwik is just busy blabbering about his friend no sorry BEST FRIEND Sanskar Maheshwari who is to come back to Canada after 6 years and will be coming to visit Ritwik . Finally shutting my brother’s mouth , I concentrate on my homework.

Completing the homework I throw out my brother from the room latch the door and lie down on my bed thinking about my life. So right now I am in my Bua’s house with her family which is just like my own family to me. My Bua and my uncle looked after me after my parents death , 2 years back. Hear I live with my two cousins just like real siblings Sonakshi di my supporting elder sister and Ritwik Bhai my cool bro but I only call him Bhai sometimes because of him being only dot 5 months elder to me. My bua and uncle are more like parents to me. They had always loved me since my childhood and so lovingly took my responsibility 2 years back after my parents and got my transfer from Kolkata to Toronto Canada.

Why I was thinking about my life, I heard a grumbling sound. Oh! It’s from my tummy! Shoot! It’s 4 in the evening ! God! I am so hungry!

Trying to get rid of my hunger I rushed downstairs in the kitchen to help myself with some food. As I enter the kitchen I found the Maggi bowl on the kitchen counter! My brother never forgets to make Maggi for me! As I settled on my chair ready to eat ,I noticed my brother cooking something. Gosh! I forgot to tell you. My brother is a wonderful chef and I love to eat his made dishes! I asked him the reason he is cooking today and dug myself in my Magii bowl. While I was engrossed in eating my brother replied that his best friend is coming now and he too like me loves his made food.

As he replied me ,the paddle in his hands fell down right near my foot. I bent bent down to pick it and in this process lost my support and tried to get hold of the table for help but Alas! My bad luck. My hand went straight in the bowl and it fell on my head , upside down, with my Maggie noodles mingling with my hair , I heard a voice behind me .

“I didn’t know , some people liked Maggi so much that they had Maggi on their head too”

Poorva268

My name is Poorva. But my friends call me Pooh! Now you can decide, what you wish to call me!

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