𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖 1965
Sarla lived in an village. She was not so perfect girl according to society. She was wild, everytime her grandmother ordered her to tell her any chores she sprinted towards farm as fast as she can, not caring what people think of she. She was 15, an amazing sister and a daughter but not so good granddaughter.
"SARLA COME HERE AND CLEAN THE HOUSE! " her grandmother shouted. Sarla looked at her and then she smirked and ran away disappearing into the farm. She sees villagers working in farm. She sees her mom and stops I'm her tracks because she knows if her mom sees will be doomed. She crouched down and crawled to the spot.
Suddenly her friend Lata called her name from behind, "Sarla what are you don't laying on stomach on ground. ". Sarla looked up and smiled, "Aree yr, you know my grandma na..she told me to do sweep the house so I ran as always."
"Sarla don't you have to go to boarding school tomorrow? How are you going? By Bullock cart? And where is Malti?
"Malti must be sweeping, when I didn't do it her mom told her"
"So you don't want to go back to boarding? You must me going with Malti na. Her mother will drop you off"
"You know how much I hate boarding, I have a plan"