The Sisters
This is a real story of an Indian teenage girl named ‘Paridhi’ who’s reciting in Mumbai.This story is continued further in the words of Paridhi. I was the most loved daughter of my parents because I was the first girl child over the last five generation of my family.I had one sister named ‘Pranjal’ who was 3 yrs younger than me.Both of us were the princess of our parents.They love was infinite for me & my sister. In the junior college days,I had no friends because I was of shy nature.But,I never felt the need of any friend,my sister was the closest friend for me.We were sharing our rooms with each other.We had great love and furious fights as well,as everyone has with their siblings. November 2010,It was a usual afternoon.I was spending the day by watching T.V. My sister asked for the T.V.’s remote.I told her to wait.She was impatience & stubborn as a result,she lost temper and slapped me so hard that I couldn’t stop my tears.I complain about her to dad. Da...