She was an innocent child. More innocent than any other child of her age. She was an intellectual child. More intellectual than any other child of her age. She was an independent child. More independent than any other child of her age. She was a bold child. Bolder than any other child of her age.

Despite all this. She could be the devil whenever she wanted. But she never became one.

She is just a thirteen-year-old girl. With the mind of a 23-year-old. She was one of those girls in her school who never was popular and left out to verbally or physically abused by other children. She was a normal child. She had a strong stand. She was high spirited and energetic. Moreover, she was a born leader.


She knows how to fight for her place in this world and what she needs to survive. She has the warriors blood and a body full of vengeance. And if she tries her best, it's just enough to consume them for once and all.




Lucknow, India


"So we are going to be here for the rest of our lives? No way, people. I have a dream. A career plan. I need to follow that. I cannot stay here."

"You are not. We are here just for a month." Her mother said.

"Okay, then I hope we are moving back to Mumbai soon."

"Why do you hate this place so much? It's great. you will love it. After all, this place is safer for girls than Mumbai." Her father asked, feeling irritated.

"No, you are wrong. Lucknow and Mumbai are the same in fact, pa. I want to go back to Kerala. I love that place."

"We are...