《Forever HEART》Chapter 1
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Diya POV:
Watching the busy streets before a festive day makes me excited but also makes me feel sad. You may ask why, well when you are all alone, have no family or anyone to celebrate with or to share the festive happiness. Yeah, that feels lonely. But seeing so many people with their families and kids doing shopping buying things with their happy faces gives me some kind of happiness that I can't put into words...
So, that's how my weekend morning started. Me sitting on my balcony with a cup of tea and looking at the busy streets.
oh... I forgot Hi, I am Diya yes only Diya no surname, why because I don't have parents or a family. I was raised in an orphanage, after turning 18 I moved into my college hostel and completing my master's degree I got a job in a college as a lecturer.
Now I am living in a small 1 bedroom apartment, it's rented of course. This is my home now...
Today is Saturday I don't have work at weekends mostly. I woke up pretty late which is 9 am with my tea I am now sitting in my small balcony and enjoying the view.
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Let's start the house chores for the day. I looked at the to-do list for the day. First is laundry, since I don't have a washing machine so did laundry by hand, then cleaning and mopping, cooking and grocery shopping for the coming week....everything is done except grocery shopping ugh not my favourite task but I have to do it.
I checked the time it's 4 pm, I changed my PJs to a T-shirt and cargo pants.
After taking my bag and locking the house I started walking to the supermarket, thank God I have one near my house which is only 10 mins away by walk.........
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after getting groceries and other things I am now carrying 3 bags full of things which is pretty heavy and walking back home.
I tried to get an auto but due to the festive season every auto is full but it's okay only 2 more mins then we can reach home.
I live in a 5-floor apartment each floor has 5 houses, my house is on the 3rd floor. It's a decent looking complex with affordable rent the area is also pretty safe,
(Imagine something like this in Indian style with a little balcony through the living room door and a small couch in the living room)
I reached my floor by lift, unlocking the door I placed all the bags in a small table near my kitchen which I also use as a dining table, I drank a whole glass of water.. sigh...
I changed my dress to shorts and a T-shirt, now I feel better. Done putting away all the things.
I am now eating the leftovers from lunch which is fish curry and rice and watching Friends on my phone, I don't own a tv.
Because I only bought essentials while moving into this house. I washed the dishes and took a shower.
I am now lying on my bed and reading a book, which is one of my favourite thing to do and I fell asleep reading........
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Next day
Waking up to the vehicle noise is not a very pleasant thing.
I went to the washroom, looking at my face in the mirror I sigh, putting my hair into a bun I started my daily routine. After doing my business. I brushed my teeth and washed my face.
I try to follow a skincare routine but I am so lazy.
I have small pimples all over my face and acne scars, earlier I used to be so insecure about my acne and pimples but now I am learning to love my flaws which is hard but baby steps okay.....
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I went to my kitchen and made some tea, with my cup I sit in my balcony chair and started thinking about my life.
I wish I had a best friend or at least a friend to whom you can talk and share few things but I am an introvert and shy so making friends and talking to people is pretty tough for me.
Most people don't have the patience to talk to me or get to know me, sometimes they even make fun of me because I am so silent and don't talk much but ya it's okay.....I ate my breakfast which is corn flakes. I like cooking but sometimes I am super lazy to cook like right now.
After eating I take out my lecture material to take notes and prep for the classes for the coming week which has only 3 working days because it is Diwali on Friday so we have holidays from Thursday.
Before starting my work I cooked some rice on the pressure cooker so later I can make some lunch. It's 10 am right now........
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Iyoooo I can't feel my bum after sitting in the same place for a long time. I stretched a little bit.
I completed my work so I can relax in the evening, right now I am super hungry. I went to the kitchen and started making a simple lunch which is lemon rice and potato fry (I love potato) after chopping the potatoes and frying in the pan with little spices it's done. lemon rice is also ready so let's go and fill my tummy.....yummmm....after a tasty lunch.
I am going to read my book for some time and then take a nap .......
I ordered some pizza for dinner.
After taking a shower I enjoyed my pizza while watching some random movie on Netflix...I went to sleep by 10.30 PM after turning on my alarm for tomorrow.........
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