02-07-2019, 01:41 PM
What Life Is All About - Slavery or Freedom ??
I received this mail from a wonderful girl disappointed at one end as well sometimes she is happy with her life. She sent me her story and I wrote the same my way without changing the basic content of what she told me.
Hi Smita read lot of stories and articles you sent, nice to read the same and could like to ask you in which category me and my 2 sisters fall into as per you.
I am Prabha from Pune. I am just a common face girl nothing great about me other then being a girl born in a poor family of 4. I had an elder brother Dinesh who expired due to TB and elder sister Shweta married with two children’s and another younger sister Rekha.
Also my sister in law Renuka stayed with us after my brother’s death for 2 years and then went to stay with her parents. We both are still unmarried me at 32 and Rekha my younger sister is 29 today as on May 2010.
Actually this story started way back in 1995 but I came to know that entire thing only in 2004. Today I am too much into reading others life so don’t have anything to do other then being a KEEP to a rich nice or cunning bastard Rahul I don’t know what to tell about him either.
One more thing really doesn’t know how to start the same. Thought for a long time and the best I thought was to start with Shweta my elder sister. I came to know in 2004 what happened in 1995.
We are from a poor family and stayed in a 1BHK room rented house. Father was tailor I was just 18 years old then and was doing my B.com. Shweta wasn’t married then and she was helping our father.
Opposite to our apartment stayed a very rich south Indian family Rahul who stayed with his parents. There were rich but very kind and generous people. Rahul’s mother gave all her stitching of her clothes to Shweta.
In fact Shweta use to go in their house and stitch aunties clothes as they had a good electronic sewing machine brought from outside. We had a hand sewing machine which my father uses to stitch clothes on and it was very difficult.
Rahul was a cute guy and we understood he use to be with different girls many a times. Rahul’s dad had his own business and mother too was working as a Doctor in a private hospital.
Rahul is just 6 months elder to me. I and my younger sister Rekha had seen him with many girls coming and whenever any girl was at his home his drawing room window use to get closed.
The best part his apartment was just 12 steps from our house and they were in their first floor and we too resided in first floor. Rekha and I did use to see them from our kitchen which girl had come and discuss that this girl had come before and all that stuff.
Shweta use to go to their home to sew clothes when Rahul was alone. They were good talking terms as per my knowledge then.
This happened once when we were not there, Shweta was not feeling well had a headache but wanted to deliver some blouse had gone to Rahul’s house. He was alone and going frequently to their house even when he was alone had developed a good friendly relationship between them.
She told Rahul her problem that she was not feeling well and she had a headache and so on to which Rahul said “You just lay still and I shall give your head a massage”. Shweta agreed to his proposal of Rahul and laid her head on the chair backwards. Rahul started massaging her head. Shweta was in her nightgown.
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I received this mail from a wonderful girl disappointed at one end as well sometimes she is happy with her life. She sent me her story and I wrote the same my way without changing the basic content of what she told me.
Hi Smita read lot of stories and articles you sent, nice to read the same and could like to ask you in which category me and my 2 sisters fall into as per you.
I am Prabha from Pune. I am just a common face girl nothing great about me other then being a girl born in a poor family of 4. I had an elder brother Dinesh who expired due to TB and elder sister Shweta married with two children’s and another younger sister Rekha.
Also my sister in law Renuka stayed with us after my brother’s death for 2 years and then went to stay with her parents. We both are still unmarried me at 32 and Rekha my younger sister is 29 today as on May 2010.
Actually this story started way back in 1995 but I came to know that entire thing only in 2004. Today I am too much into reading others life so don’t have anything to do other then being a KEEP to a rich nice or cunning bastard Rahul I don’t know what to tell about him either.
One more thing really doesn’t know how to start the same. Thought for a long time and the best I thought was to start with Shweta my elder sister. I came to know in 2004 what happened in 1995.
We are from a poor family and stayed in a 1BHK room rented house. Father was tailor I was just 18 years old then and was doing my B.com. Shweta wasn’t married then and she was helping our father.
Opposite to our apartment stayed a very rich south Indian family Rahul who stayed with his parents. There were rich but very kind and generous people. Rahul’s mother gave all her stitching of her clothes to Shweta.
In fact Shweta use to go in their house and stitch aunties clothes as they had a good electronic sewing machine brought from outside. We had a hand sewing machine which my father uses to stitch clothes on and it was very difficult.
Rahul was a cute guy and we understood he use to be with different girls many a times. Rahul’s dad had his own business and mother too was working as a Doctor in a private hospital.
Rahul is just 6 months elder to me. I and my younger sister Rekha had seen him with many girls coming and whenever any girl was at his home his drawing room window use to get closed.
The best part his apartment was just 12 steps from our house and they were in their first floor and we too resided in first floor. Rekha and I did use to see them from our kitchen which girl had come and discuss that this girl had come before and all that stuff.
Shweta use to go to their home to sew clothes when Rahul was alone. They were good talking terms as per my knowledge then.
This happened once when we were not there, Shweta was not feeling well had a headache but wanted to deliver some blouse had gone to Rahul’s house. He was alone and going frequently to their house even when he was alone had developed a good friendly relationship between them.
She told Rahul her problem that she was not feeling well and she had a headache and so on to which Rahul said “You just lay still and I shall give your head a massage”. Shweta agreed to his proposal of Rahul and laid her head on the chair backwards. Rahul started massaging her head. Shweta was in her nightgown.
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