NIKKI
Nikki had just moved in to Mumbai. Compared to her home in the small town of Jashiabad, it was a gigantic city. Unlike most girls her age, Nikki never dreamed of living in the city. She liked her own town, with its familiar smells, smiling known faces.. that was one thing about small towns. There people know each other. There was no unfamiliarity. When Nikki's father came home from office and said to her mother, " You know Das ji from the next neighbourhood was telling me he was going to open another shop..." Nikki knew who he was talking about, and therefore could relate when her mother replied, " Oh no! That man has had as many businesses as one has hairs... business simply isn't his line, why can't he understand?!" But here, there was no such thing. Instead of neighbours there were next-door-strangers. People who didn't care what happened to you till you fulfilled the tenant rules correctly. But above all, Nikki missed her sweetheart, Parth. Parth was the owner of the local cyber cafe in her town. With a monthly income of around 30k his was a life of comfort and hard work. Nikki had planned to tell her father about their affair as soon as she got promoted, but when she found out promotion meant going to the city, she was half about to leave the job. It was Parth who made her change her mind. He pointed out that her family could do with a little bit of extra income since her father still had to work in his age. Besides, Parth said, it would not harm to save aside a little stash when they could for who knows what happens in the future.
Anyways, it was for Parth, that Nikki finally found herself alone in Mumbai one evening- with...