Afsana.. (Our Story.) episode 1.

Scene: At Adhya's house in Haryana.

The whole house was dark; only the light in one room was on. Adhya enters the house and walks into the room where the light was on. Archana was standing near the window, looking outside. Adhya enters the room... she had a letter in her hand.

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

"Mom, I got a scholarship! Admission in a Delhi college and all my fees are free now. I'll have to go by train tomorrow..." (looking down...)

~silence~

Archana singh(FL'mom)

"So why are you telling me?" (not looking at adhya..)

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

"Mom, I got a scholarship! Admission in a Delhi college and all my fees are free now. I'll have to go by train tomorrow..." (standing there with teary 🥺)

Archana singh(FL'mom)

"Keep it here. I’ll sign it, take it later. And next time, knock before entering my room."(again not looking at her)

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

ok mom....

Adhya went to her bed for sleeping... she is trying to sleep but she is not able to sleep.... her past happy memories are rolling in her mind...

NEXT 🌞MORNING

Adhya came out of the room. In the morning, when she woke up, her application form was lying on the table with her mom’s signature on it... But her mom had already left for work.

“Adhya was crying like a child while holding the letter at that moment…”

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

Adhya had left behind that letter for her mother—not merely a piece of paper, but every emotion she had been unable to voice all these years. Every question, every ache, every hope she had kept buried in her heart. Perhaps the letter was her final attempt—to reconnect with her mother. 🥺🥺😭😭

On the platform, Adhya stood, her eyes searching for just one face—her mother’s. With every arriving and departing train, she scanned the crowd, hoping to catch sight of her. But her mother never came… The whistle blew, the wheels began to turn, and Adhya climbed aboard. As the train pulled away, her eyes still searched—still looking for her mother.

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

(crying very hardly... ) 😭😭😭😭🥺

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

kya mai itni buri hu.... (“Am I really that bad..?)

Two hours later...~

Evening had already fallen... Due to winter, both darkness and fog had set in. Adhya was standing at the door of the train... feeling that cold breeze...”

It felt as if a burden of guilt had been lifted from her... Now her heart felt a little lighter.

A strange voice came from behind her... And someone suddenly pulled her hand hard and dragged her back. Due to the darkness, the face wasn’t clearly visible...

Akhil Gupta (ML)

"Hey! Are you crazy or what? Why do you want to die, bro? Life is still left to live... 😱😱

Akhil Gupta (ML)

Yeah, if you really want to die, then do it later—but not in front of me, yaar... Why do you want to put me in guilt?

Akhil Gupta (ML)

Ran away from home? 🤨

Akhil Gupta (ML)

Had a breakup? 🧐

Akhil Gupta (ML)

stop it 😣...... kitna bolte ho aap yrr.... 🤯(stop it how much do you talk, friend)

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

"I wasn’t trying to commit suicide..." 😤

Akhil Gupta (ML)

"Yeah, people always say that later..." 😒😒

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

"I really wasn’t trying to commit suicide..." 😑😑😑

Akhil Gupta (ML)

"Oh really? So you were just measuring the height of the train door or what, miss? 🧐🧐🧐🤨🤨🤨

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

Look, just mind your own business. And anyway, whether I live or die—what does it matter to you?" 😒😒😒😤

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

stay away from me..... 😠

Adhya went to her seat from there...~~~~.

neither of them could see each other's face due to darkness.

Akhil Gupta (ML)

भलाई का कोई जमाना ही नही है jii😒😒😒(there is no time for goodness) 😒😒

Adhya singh🙃(FL)

कितनी सफाई दूं कितनी गवाही दूं जब गलत हूं ही मैं... तो सही होने की कैसे दुहाई दूं... ठीक हैं जैसा समझना हैं वैसा समझ लो चुप हूं मैं... बेगुनाही की अब और क्या सफाई दूं...?(How much should I justify? How much proof should I give? When I'm already considered wrong... Then how can I claim to be right...? Fine, believe whatever you want Stay with your perception I choose silence now... What more explanation can I give For my innocence...?) *writhing in her diary with teary 😖eyes... *

your.. author

bye bye 👋👋👋

your.. author

"जो झुठ लिखूँ तो तुझे मै अपना लिखूँ, और अगर सच लिखूँ तो खुद को तेरा लिखूँ " (If I write a lie, then I write you as my own And if I write the truth, then I write myself as yours.)