Ch-5
Horrible is the word I'll use to describe this village now. No t.v., nobody of my age group and my granny who doesn't know Hindi. Granpa is too old to hear anything clearly. My aunt is a rather reserved person who hates me because I don't dress according to the village rules. My uncle is a bright funny chap, who too, like me, is trapped in this cage and never flinches at the thought of escape. He runs a shop in the town and often returns late by night. And my mom? She the most crocked of all creatures left me here saying she got a phone call..... Ohhh! It was my idea after all! Why did I ever mention about coming here? Well, okay. Now atleast I know that I am going to get bored and bored and bored here!!! But I am taught to look for the silver lining in the dark clouds..... Does silver looks a lot like black??? It seems the case here....!!!