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Vritu said,” I will drop Charvi.”

Kiaan asked Vritu,” Tomorrow can you make it to my office to share your ideas with my designers.”

Okay, What day is tomorrow?

Kiaan answered,”Saturday.”

Then it is my week off. I will come. Just share your address on whatsapp.

Me and Vritu left in our direction and Kiaan in his.

Vritu started talking about today.

Charu, you can’t even imagine how excited I was solving creative problems.

Charu, but why my python project is not exciting. 

I’m on cloud nine.

Don’t know why Kiaan felt like discussing? He never done this before

For which I replied- Yes, don’t know what made him realise? 

She said,” only you people know, I can achieve. My parents never believed in me.”

Vritu, don’t think in that way.

As usual she diverted the topic.

At night I shared the same with my parents.

They appreciated Kiaan’s step and  also warned about the aftermath which may come from Vritu’s parents.

I totally agree with my parents’ answer. A change is not appreciable in this world and especially when an outsider points at our mistake-we burn in rage. In movies these scenes work well as the scene is executed by the hero in a heroic manner with heavy dialogues making characters realise their mistake. But in real life, the moment we raise our voice against an issue either sweetly or angrily, people will come up justifying story with flavourful sympathy dialogues.