While Tabu's mornings were filled with discipline, cartoons, and daydreams of heroism, Sita's world glittered in a very different way.
Every day, her mother drove her to a american Kindergarten in a sleek car, and Sita never entered quietly. "Mama! I don't want to go! The teachers are mean! I want to stay home!" she cried, small fists pounding against the door, her voice a mix of frustration and theatrics.
Her mother, patient and composed, stroked her hair and promised that everything would be fine. And when the school day finally ended I will in the door of gate ok my sweet heart,after school Sita ran into her mother's arms, smiling with a joy that seemed to blossom only when she was held close.
At home, the mansion felt vast and quiet. Her mother, a fashion designer with a thriving business, moved gracefully through the rooms, while her father, a businessman, was often absent in the home. But Sita was never truly alone. She had her toys, her dolls, and a special little companion — a male cat her father had gifted her on her fifth birthday. When she wants to give a name to that cat she suddenly think about that cute tabu then She named him Tabu, and together they explored imaginary worlds, built dollhouses, and shared secrets no one else would understand.
Her appearance made her stand out. Golden-blonde hair, creamy skin, and striking blue-ruby eyes — a mix of her Indian father and American mother — made her impossible to ignore. Her expensive dresses sparkled just enough to draw attention, and not all of it was friendly. Some children were intimidated, some jealous, and others simply didn't know how to approach her.
Kindergarten, then, was both a challenge and a lesson. She tried again and again to make friends, and sometimes succeeded. A few girls whispered secrets and held hands with her, but she often felt like an outsider in her own class. Yet Sita never gave up. She was bold, determined, and convinced that friendship could be earned through persistence and charm.
Even in her life of wealth, toys, and servants, Alya craved connection — someone to understand her, laugh with her, or challenge her. Her days were a delicate balance of structured lessons, playful adventures at home, and quiet companionship with her cat, Tabu. Each moment shaped her personality: independent, spirited, and unafraid to fight for what she wanted.she also admire so much disney princess and she wants to be like him also.
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Little did she will know about, the same school courtyard she reluctantly walked into each morning would soon bring her face-to-face with a boy who was clever, determined, and stubborn in ways that would challenge her at every turn. Their meeting was inevitable, and it would change the rhythm of their lives in ways neither could yet imagine.