Another cliche love story of mine after We were Meant to be.
Zoya;
means love means life.
a person with so much life in her, always spreading smiles wherever she goes.
an angel in people's life.
always grateful for her life even though she has no on...
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Happiness is just a matter of perspective. It's your choice how to look at the world.
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Zoya'sP.O.V.
"Shhh!" I tried to quieten the exciting kids. Everyone of us were busy decorating the dining hall for Miss D'Souza's birthday. Miss D'Souza; Our caretaker Our mother.
I was on the stool, hanging the last balloon when my balance got weak. And "thud!" I fell. Everyone stood still. Statued. They looked at me with scared face when I broke into laugh. They relaxed and laughed with me.
But all that stopped when we heard footsteps. "Shhh!! It's Miss D'Souza.... Everyone in their place...hide fast." I stood up limping a little, hiding behind a curtain. Damn! My butt hurt.
The switch flipped, lights on. "Surprise!" Everyone of us came out from the hiding place. There stood Miss D'Souza with night gown on. A little sluggish from sleep.
She looked at all of us giving a full blown smile. As everyone sang the birthday song for her. Tears welled in her eyes,she hugged each one of them.
I limped towards her and gave her a bone crushing hug. "What happened to your leg?" She questioned her voice stern.
"It's nothing Miss, it's just that while decorating I fell." I replied nonchalantly.
"Nothing!?" She pulled my ear and said," stop being naughty for once." As I laughed removing her hand from my ear. And kissed her on cheek "Nothing will happen to me."
She smiled shaking her head as we cut the cake.
🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂
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Life is like the ocean. You can either be the ball floating on the waves, or make your own waves.
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I was woken up by the kids in the morning. Miss D'Souza opened the curtains letting the sun peep inside the room. "Take the kids out Zoya." Miss D'Souza said. I nodded smiling at the kids. My bunch of happiness.
After having breakfast, everyone of us sat in a van while driver took us first to the Funhouse.
Funhouse; Where all types of roller coaster are present. It's a little out of our town in the city.
Every year on Miss D'Souza's birthday i always bring the kids in the city. It's like our ritual.
All the kids were happy to try all the roller coasters. Samar stood beside me, pushing my shoulder a little with his shoulder and spoke,"you can go, I will be here to look after the kids."
