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God fear!

This is a story about my friend Ranu Dewan. We stayed in a working women hostel in South Delhi. Ranu was an architect engineer by profession and  worked in an architect firm of her one of family relationship. But she could hardly earn money to support herself. Her father told her not to work for earn money, but to learn something in her profession. Her father was a wing commander in Indian Airforce and parents lived in Pune. As all of us were struggler that time, we used to discuss bout Ranu's income oftenly. Infact she herself felt bad about her earnings.

One evening Ranu  came to hostel little late. She looked so tired and upset, "Prasada' was in her hands and 'Tika' was on her forehead. She gave a very touching look by her deep eyes!  In a very sad voice she told ' you know today I have told a lie in front of my Bhagwanji!' She continued 'I went to temple. A person asked me -" What do you do my child?" I told him that I am an architect. He asked me about my income and I couldn't tell him the fact. I told him a little bit higher range about my income. But uncleji told me "oh your salary is too low my child!" After that I couldn't stand in front of God!' I noticed tears in Ranu's eyes! I really felt bad about her situation. I tried to console her that God knows everything. HE might not be angry with my friend.

After that incident, one day suddenly Ranu told me 'I have made up my mind to leave my job and go back to my parents. I will plan for my best this time.' I was surprised, but felt good for her. The relative with whom she worked made her fool by paying her too low salary as she is a relative of them. They even didn't praise of her creativity.

Ranu was the first person in my working life in Delhi, with whom I could share my feelings. I got an email after a long time, she is in USA. She went there to live with her maternal uncle. She got married there and now running her own company. I too got married and shifted myself from Delhi to Hisar. Didn't get any further news from Ranu. But suddenly one day I met Ranu afain after years on social media! I was newly handling my Facebook profile. We exchanged phone numbers. 

One night she called me from USA. We spoke for a long time. Surprisingly our children's names were same born in same month! We were happy to be connected again. WhatsApp was not launched in 2010. Again we missed our contacts. I am not able to locate her now, where is she. But wherever she is, she must be busy with her life! 

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  1. My friend RD is sattled in USA now. Happily married and mother of a kid. She is doing the roles of a caring mom, a loving wife and a succesful pofessional.

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