The sun blazed mercilessly over the market that June forenoon, turning every breath into steam. Stalls brimmed with color—spices, marigolds, ripened mangoes—while voices clashed in a chorus of bargains and calls. Amid the heat, dust, and chaos, stories stirred quietly, waiting to unfold between footsteps and stolen glances.
On the corner of road standing a girl, covering her head with dupatta to protect herself from sharp sunrays.
An ovethinking mind, unable to do what society wishes her to. I'm an multitalented girl, Learned everyhting expected from a typical Indian girl. Understood that we can't force our mind to do something which we are not interested so, now studying. Wasn't able to find peace of mind. Then it hit me. My love for reading. I'm a long time reader on scrolstck and wattpad and now finally decided to turn why 24/7 running mind into some good use and create something interesting and seriously I'm really calm from the day I've started writing. Just expect support and love from you guys and start my journey.🌷🌷
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