The Cinderella

Once upon a time in a city which is no more the capital of India lived a girl named " S ". Pretty in her cute dresses and ravishing looks made her an eye-candy. In a hustle with this existing world of toppers and no home for a mediocre, she chose a coaching center which promised her survival. The thing which is more important is not related to her persona but incidents with my friends which resulted in this post.

With every word " S " scribbled and each droplet of sweat dripping over her shoulders made the guys uncomfortable. Her aura was a nemesis for my friends(Just finished HIGH SCHOOL from all 'boys' school). S basking in glory, as always used to tease them with her flick of hair and a cute smile as an add-on. Those two hours of classes were traversed in no time as cited by A, one of my friends.

They felt it was going out of their hands to limit her never diminishing fragrance.So these bunch of idiots made her life menacing. They used to ogle her, throw silly comments and sometimes even stalk her. "Tera peecha naa hum chhodenge soniye", this is wat they used to sing sitting right behind her. The whole batch used to love there squabbles and they agreed to leave the seats behind her empty for my friends. They even managed to pull a prank at a local coffee shop by sneaking a bill of more than one grand instead of a mere 100 bucks. She walked down with the bill , crushed it with attitude and said "Who". All friends pointed to one. Poor 'SK'.

There it all started, the stalking became rivalry and all the chances of friendship were deep buried. In another such mesmerizing event where the batch was asked to play a game of "Truth and Dare", the idiots got lucky as she got stuck with a dare to be decided by them. They asked her to keep standing for a minute and kept gazing at her. It seemed they were measuring her through their eyes. She got annoyed and a second more would have resulted in plumed red cheeks as acknowledged by 'P'. BACH GAYE SAALE.

This was the lost cause where they could not be friends. Tried hard and failed miserably. Back to the present. "Its everywhere on news channel. The hapless girl we knew is marrying MSD", says 'P'. 'N' says, "If we could seal the friendship that time, we would totally be attending the marriage in Dehradoon." A retorts" Shes a s**t. She made out with MSD at Taj Bengal where she was working and now they are getting married." His wide grin gave us an acknowledgment about his fake pretense. All sighed with a remark that the Girl had her LUCK . She was a nothing and now shes the girl married to one of the richest sportsperson of the country. All claimed that there is shortcut to be rich and to marry a rich person is the best one.

She is a real life Cinderella. My friends are still trying to make a mark in their life and she is out living her dreams. Luck favours all. Mostly its in bits and pieces and for rest in such a way that it gets difficult to digest for the previous ones.