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Bolo ganga Maiya ki , JAI !! Bolo ganga Maiya ki JAII !!
Shouted loudly a girl.
The morning was everyday like this in the Village temple of Varanasi.
A beautiful girl was showering flowers to the god.
"Aree ohh... Bitiya.. aaj Prasad milega ki nahi"
Said a old lady standing near the railing.
( Ohh dear will we get any Prasad or not ? )
Milega... Milega Chachi do minute ruko... Said Pankhuri who was helping her baba in the temple.
After few minutes she started serving the Prasad to everyone and started to take blessings.
"Tiwari chacha Aaj thoda extra ashirwad milega kya ??" Pankhuri said jokingly.
"Kahe bitiya Aaj kya khass hai ?"said Nandini's baba.
"Today is my exam chacha"replied
pankhuri.
"Ohhhh , kahe na bitiya" jhe lo mere hisse ka Prasad bhi aur nandini ko bhi le jana.
Jiiiii..... And she went to her baba.
"Baba chalti hoon warna deri ho Jaye gi.......
Bhabhi has made halwa puri for breakfast. Do not forget to eat it and specially your medicine."
Haan.... Hann bitiya...ja tu ab
Pankhuri ran towards the entrance of the temple, wore her slippers and started running towards the village college.
Pankhuri's pov
Today is my first day of exam. I'm excited cause after this exam I'll be free of studies and will soon apply for my degree.
Degree.....woh bhi gaon mein....aur woh bhi choriyon ko.
Haan Bhai Haan..
Our village has developed a lot since past years and now girls are also studying.
Moreover the parents are proud to make their daughters educated.
I had always decided that i wanted to be a teacher.
So that I can teach many other girls in our village.
And not just girls but poor orphans as well.
We have a ashram in our village which is owned by Nandini's father. The only problem is money.
No one wants to teach in a village ashram and hence it gets difficult for tiwari chacha.
Since then me and Nandini decided to teach in that ashram after we own our degree.
We still do teach them.
I reached tiwari chacha's house.
"Nanduuuu....ohhhh nandu jaldi aaahh. do you wanna get late on the first day of exam itself."
Aaiiiii came a voice from inside.
Nandini came running outside hastily. She is very clumsy. Yet my bestfriend. She dropped her books while wearing her shoes.
Areeee !! Areee !!... Why are you taking books ? Exam hai ajjjjj ...
Raste mein padh loongi thoda... She says while fixing her hair.
Chal...
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After the exam both the girls were going towards their house.
"Did you hear ? A businessman is coming to our Varanasi soon"
Said Nandini
"The one who wants to build a resorts here ?"
Replied Pankhuri.
"Yes , yes".
" I just don't understand why ?? ... This is Varanasi one of the oldest city in India. Why they want to build chains of resorts here." she replied irritatingly.
Nandini laughed and said - they are businessman for a reason pankhuri.
Pankhuri kicked a stone on the path and stopped.
"Yeah , but that doesn't give them right to exploit holy places right ?".
Baba says people these days are starting to forget their culture in the name of modernisation.
"See na Nandini the place is so beautiful and serene. You only tell me can somebody find such a peaceful place anywhere in this world. "
Nandini sighed and shaked her head in denial.
She knew how her friend was.
Yeah... Pankhuri was naive and innocent but also down to earth.
She has grown up surrounding the temples and always has been very protective about her place her VARANASHI.
She never liked how influencers come to Varanasi just to shoot videos and off screen throw wrappers and garbage here and there.
She felt they just show off and nothing.
She believed that one can only die peacefully if they are close to their cultures.
She was taught about only goodness in people and never showed the reality of the dark world.
Even though she was not from very rich family but yet she was pampered like one.
She was loved and recognised by everyone residing in Varanasi.
She was everyone's favourite.
Other than helping and learning.
She was a great dancer as well. During festivals or her free time she likes to dance.
For her dance was something passionate.
She was known to be very beautiful in her village.
She keeps getting proposals but she was never interested in that.
Her sole aim was to help people in needs.
Every one had known it that she had the most beautiful heart.
............
"Every thing ready " spoke a husky voice in the dark room.
Ye...yes sir stuttered the man in the room.
He felt some kind of liquid on his shoes.
Upon realising it he wanted to cry.
It was BLOOD.
The man lifted his eyes towards the hands of other man standing near the window.
The man was holding a belt full of prickes.
The man was shivering and on the verge of losing unconscious.
He moved his eyes a little further to see a head on the bed.
His high breath and wobbly legs were the only thing resonating.
"Another prey ready to be hunged"
Smirked the man near the window.
Pack my things , specially the butcher knife.
It's time to visit VARANASI.
THE DEVIL HIMSELF WILL VISIT THE HOLY PLACE.
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