"And the best author award goes to.."

"Ugh so much of suspense"I thought.He continued further"the one and only MAYA ROY"...

He shouted my name with such enthusiasm I was stunned but then everyone was shouting my name ...

I got up from my seat and started walking towards my award suddenly someone shouted name ...

Maya,Maya,MAYA

And my eyes opened...

And there stood my seething mother

"What yaar mom I was just at mere distance from my award why do you always wake me up at wrong time"I whined like a child..

"Dear maya if you forgot tomorrow is your flight and you have to pack everything"my mom said.."mom like you said my flight is tomorrow so why are you shouting like it is now only"..

"I don't know anything get your ass up in the shower,get ready,do your breakfast,and start PACKING"she stated leaving no space for argument..

she left,I sighed and got up from my bed and I bet Zoya would have done her packing because she is punctual in all these things..

Oh! sorry where are my manners I didn't introduced myself..

My name is Maya Roy .18 years old,my mom name is Simran Roy and my father name is Veer Roy loves reading books , listening music,and cooking and my best friend is Zoya khan...

her mother name is alisha khan and father name is Vikram Khan..

I think it is enough for now..oh! God I got so immersed in talking that I forgot that I have to take a bath otherwise my mom will kill me..

soon I took did my business, brushed my teeth,and took shower and got dressed...

I wore white short kurti with white leggings and a white shrug on the top with a knot in the front..



Maya's dress