Girl In The City

Aapti, a 24 years old girl, pursued B.Tech, M.tech specialization in AI (artificial intelligence).

 She applied for a job and was posted in a new city.

 Aapti, a

     •Silent

      •Sensitive

      •Hardworking

      •Introvert girl...

Although it was difficult for her to shift to a new place, her passion paved the path and made her brave.  She took a flat, which is shared by another girl 'Saanvi', who was pursuing M.sc and a part-time job.

  Aapthi, on her first day in a new environment her inner thoughts be like....

"I am terribly lonely from now. I keep sinking deeper and deeper and the weight above me increases.

This loneliness is worse than that of a beloved deserting you. It is like finding out that the beloved is there but has never been in love with me.

Only "loneliness" could describe the meaning it holds within. No amount of description can fill it !!"

    Aapti arranged all her wardrobe and hoping for a better tomorrow would be a better day, and came up with a good smile...

   "You are not creative until you know how to turn your loneliness into solitude"

The next morning

Aapti entered her new office, she was designated with 'web developer' post and started introducing herself to their office members.

  "I am not going to lose my confidence under any circumstances" Aapti sighed

 She began her work, her workplace is surrounded by people who are very talkative, a few are disturbing, and some are irritating.

Aapti noticed her colleague 'Ananya' who had tatoo with 'king symbol' and dad written at her wrist. Aapti remembered her dad and felt she was missing him in this new place.

   I strongly believe that persons with similar interests, habits have more chance of becoming Friends.

The place where we grow, the people we are surrounded will definitely shape our character.

  It's 4:30 pm, Aapti booked a cab and waiting for it...

 Jones, who was a DBA (database administrator) was also waiting for the same cab

  Jones started a conversation,

Jones: Hello Aapti, how's your first day in the office?

Aapti: hi! haa it's good, but it takes me time to feel comfortable.

Jones: yes, I understand.....

(Cab arrived, both bored into it)

Jones: From which place are you from Aapti?

Aapti thinks....

Jones was just irritating me, Why can't he stay calm???

Aapti: haa,it's near H.A.V road, street 4b

 (Aapti put on her earphones just to end up that conversation and started resting)

 Music, a powerful tool that enhances one's mood, to know about a person, we can get that from the books they read, the music they listen..

  Music and writing have a lot in common, both demand riyaaz, a daily practice.

 I wouldn't call myself a writer if I were not writing daily, making myself in front of a blank sheet.

 "The more time you spend with on activity, the more it reveals itself to you"

Aapti was dreaming...

"She was dreaming about her childhood, how her teacher lauded her in front of entire class for reciting a poem ..."a sort of interrupt in her Dream

 Cab driver squeaked in her ears," maam, 4b street as gaya"

 She was startled, unable to distinguish if it was still a dream, rubbing her eyes, gave money to the driver and rushed into the lift.

But the lift isn't working, she reached her flat by stairs.

  Aapti found the doors opened, furniture was broken...

  Aapti began shouting

    "Saanvi ... Saanvi! where are you?"

  But Aapti couldn't hear anything except the water leaking in the kitchen.  

 Aapti ran into Saanvi's room and found her laying on the floor, blood flowing all the way...

  SAANVI WAS MURDERED !!