2 months later..
Diya is very happy today. She has a constant smile on her lips when she came back home and she is desparately waiting for her father to come home. She completed all her work in a fast speed.

"Mom , why is Diya so happy today?", Harshita asked her mom while watching t.v.

"Even I was thinking the same thing and even she is doing her work in a greater speed", Payal answered.

After having dinner when all are watching TV Diya comes to the living room after completing her work and stands in front of her parents.

"Mom , dad my school is taking 4 days trip to Hyderabad in 4500 and limited seats are available. Last date of submission of money is day after tommorow so please give 4500 tommorow so that I can pay it tommorow only in school", Diya said with a smile on fer face and happiness in her heart.

"And who said you are going?", her mom asked.

"Mom , even Harshita is going na to Hyderabad on her school trip and see her school is taking 7000 for 4 days trip but my school is taking only 4500 so please give money to me na tommorow", Diya said.

"Diya ,you know na we took this house just 6 months back and even Harshita is going to trip so we have to think about money na beta , so you go next year to trip",her dad said.

Diya's face lost its colour. She was so excited from morning to go to this trip but all her dreams went in drain.

"Please dad give me the money na please.. I always wanted to go to Hyderabad and from morning I was so excited for this trip.. Please dad please", Diya said crying while holding her dad's hand and sitting on her knees.

"If you have money you can go, we don't have money for your trip", Payal said.

Payal very well knew that Diya don't have so much money with her. Diya has to purchase all the things which are used by her from her own pocket money of 200 rupees  which is given to her every month. She has to buy her stationery items , her clothes or any other things by her own month whereas Harshita gets 500 every month and all her things are been taken care by her parents.

"And Diya what will you do even if you go to this trip as you don't have a single friend in school ,so it is waste going on a trip and even you don't have proper clothes to wear and I am sure you don't have enough money to purchase clothes and then go to Hyderabad", Harshita laughed while saying that ,her parents too joined her in laughing.

"Oohh poor you , I had lots of friends in my school and college but i can understand who will like to be friend with a dark complexion girl and become joke to others", Payal laughed saying this and Harshita and Laksh too joined her.

Without uttering a single word to her parents or sister ,Diya ran to her room crying. She fall on her bed and started crying and talking to god.

Why god why? Why you have given me this dark complexion. Because of my complexion  my own parents treat me like a servant , they are ashamed to call me there daughter. I don't have a single friend and wherever I go I become a joke for people to laugh.  My parents have money to send my sister for trip and to get branded clothes for her but they don't have money to send me to trip.  I hate myself god and I hate you more for giving me this life.

She doesn't know when sleep took over her amidst her crying.

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