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"Who they are? Why I am here?"As the guests reveled in the festivities, their laughter and chatter filling the air, Vicky remained lost in a sea of confusion. Champagne flutes clinked, and passing fake smiles and exchanged, accompanied by air-kisses that seemed to hold a thousand unspoken secrets.Amidst the whirlwind of pretentious socializing, Vicky stood out, his dazed expression a stark contrast to the jovial atmosphere. His mind raced, struggling to keep pace with the enigmatic events unfolding around him.After having a sumptuous meal, Vicky was lead to a room attached to another in that way Vicky could see and hear what's was going on there. Two burly men strode in voilently, rope in hand, and swiftly bound Vicky's wrists, suspending his arms from the hooks embedded in the ceiling. His shirt was torn to shreds, leaving him exposed as he stood on the table, his hands stretched upward in a helpless gesture.Minutes ticked by before Sandra, his classmate, entered with two more im
The dawn paved new avenue in Vicky's and Sandra's life. As Vicky pedaled, the road unwound before him, plunging deeper into the heart of the rich mountains. With each stroke, the air grew crisper, its coolness invigorating his senses. The yellow birds twittered along the groves of birches The landscape shifted, becoming increasingly rugged and unforgiving, like a reflection of Vicky's own tumultuous journey. The trees seemed to close in, casting long, ominous shadows on the ground below. As the sun shone its bright rays through the fog laden horizon, Vicky and Sandra made their way to the nearest police station, where they filed a report and set the wheels of justice in motion to apprehend their captors. Just then, Sandra's uncle, who had been living in Australia, arrived on the scene. He persuaded Sandra to accompany him to Sydney, and after consulting with Vicky, she made the difficult but a good decision to leave. With a mix of emotions, Sandra bid farewell to Vicky an
Henry's eyes sparkled with amusement as Rebecca's cheeks turned a deep, embarrassed red. He couldn't hold his eyes on her mesmerising beauty. He struggled to stifle a laugh, nearly choking on his own saliva as he tried to contain his mirth at Rebecca's expense. Henry usually sat at the far end of the desk in the classroom, just behind Rebecca's seat. They had been classmates in Geography and Philosophy for last six months, and Henry had spent many memorable hours studying alongside her at the same library table. Yet, despite their proximity and shared academic pursuits, Henry had never mustered the courage to ask Rebecca out on a date though he wished to have. He had never spoken his heart before her. Vicky stood beside the board, lecturing to favourite class, when he noticed that Rebecca and Henry were acting strangely. Both of them were not mentally present in the class. Their unusual behaviour caught his attention, and he found himself distracted repeatedly by Henry's nonchal
"Don't worry, it's just a matter of time," Vicky consoled Henry in a very simple manner.When Vicky saw Henry's distress, he knew he had to act quickly to help him regain his focus. He sympathetically thought for a moment and then shared a genuine and heartfelt reason to put him at ease:"Henry, I know you're hurting right now, but remember why you started flying in the first place? It was your passion, your dream! Don't let a setback with Rebecca dim the fire that drives you. You have so much potential, and I believe in you. Your dreams are worth fighting for, and I'll be here to support you every step of the way."Vicky's geniune words were sincere and empathetic, aiming to remind Henry of his core motivations and encourage. Vicky cleverly used Henry's own study habits to offer him a valuable life lesson. He reminded him of his approach to focusing on one chapter at a time in his studies and applied it to his current situation:"Henry, remember how you focus on one chapter at a tim
"Tell me everything," Vicky urged, their eyes locking in a warm and loving, encouraging gaze. Henry took a deep breath, and his words tumbled out in a rush, like a dam breaking free that he had never experienced before. He shared the thrill of the initial spark, the giddy highs of blossoming love, and the crushing lows of uncertainty. Vicky listened intently, their expression a empathetic mirror, reflecting Henry's emotions with understanding and compassion. Henry's voice cracked as he revealed his truth: "My passion my sentiments, once fiercely devoted to Rebecca, are finally healing, but I fear Delia won't comprehend this transformation. His heart felt heavy, weighed down by the vulnerability of his admission. "I can't bear the thought of losing Delia now," he continued, his words laced with desperation. "She resides in the deepest recesses of my heart, a place I've yet to reveal to her, a place I've kept hidden, even from myself." Delia's aunt, a force to be reckoned with,
"Or would my ove become a liability in my pursuit of success?" Henry was lost in his thoughts but Vicky was there to bring out some solutions. Henry was unable to decide his destiny and he knocked at Vicky at the hour of choices. He opened his heart and Vicky guided him to accept Rebecca's offer without any delay. She would be fairly happy in the companionship of Vicky, and Vicky would not disappoint her. Though Henry was reluctant to this match, his old love sprung out and talked to Rebecca. Rebecca accepted her blunder and suffered. Now they made a commitment to face all weathers. Vicky's gentle voice broke through Henry's reverie. "Hey, what's going on? You've been staring into space for minutes." Henry sighed, rubbing his temples. "Just thinking about Rebecca's return. I don't know if I can trust her again.." "How can I cope the situation,?" Vicky nodded empathetically. "You're worried about getting hurt, but also about how it might affect your career?" Henry nodded, feel
Twenty Years AgoLong before Vicky's marriage to Sarah, he had unknowingly participated in a skit with Faria that mocked wedding ceremonies and marital intimacy. Ironically, Vicky and his future love, Rebecca, had not yet crossed paths in their childhood before reaching to their teens.Meanwhile, Faria, who was Vicky's close and intimate friend since childhood, shared a special bond with him, being of the same age.As time had its motion and passed, Vicky and Faria grew up and finished their education in their schools. Vicky became increasingly enamoured with nature, losing himself in its beauty and forgetting his childhood bond with Faria.Meanwhile, Faria's parents arranged a suitable marriage for her soon after she completed high school. Grace was her first cousin and just arrived after securing a good job in a shipping company in the Middle East, in her life. Faria's parents got the proposal and a lavish wedding ceremony, filled with grandeur and pomp, took place, leaving Vicky to
"I'm determined to uplift this institution to higher and higher." Vicky resolved.Despite his tireless efforts and resourceful management, Vicky found himself stuck in a financial cheeriat wheel. No matter how hard he worked or how efficiently he managed his responsibilities, he couldn't seem to get ahead.The Administrator of his institution, a cunning retired crooked individual, had all the knacks for extracting maximum value from Vicky's efforts while keeping the rewards minimal every year. Vicky felt like a cog in a machine, generating progress and profits for others, but struggling to make ends meet himself.One on his visit to the institution, Micheal Winter, one of the donors, and a representative of a reputable Trust, was thoroughly impressed by the institution's transformation under Vicky's leadership and wisdom. The once-struggling organization had blossomed into a thriving hub of learning, where students of all grades, including the youngest ones, excelled in innovative demo