This story is about me and Gauri. We have changed our names in it. Actually, Gauri is my mausi’s daughter. My mausi’s daughter means my mummy’s mausi’s daughter’s daughter. Gauri is two years older than me, she was twenty now and I was eighteen. We have very good relations with Gauri’s family. I used to think of Gauri as my sister only. But it was Gauri’s elder sister Rani and her elder brother who spoiled me. Rani was three years older than Gauri, fair-skinned, with long hair and always laughing type girl. Her elder brother was strong built, four years older than me.

Gauri’s nani lived near my nani’s house. Because she became widow at a very young age. And she had only two daughters. So my nana brought her to live near them. And gave her a house also. Gauri’s nani lived alone. So Gauri’s mummy left her elder daughter Rani with nani in the village.