girl from mumbai

Life is a small, tight circle; the more its rings tighten, the more we realize that there is no escape or escape from it. Here is Durriya's life, undulating between her past and present. And here is Mahi's hand always reaching from the past, pushing her forward. The void left by a person in your life causes a creaking sound that harms you in the long and short term. The void that Mahi left in Durriya's life was enough to make her feel panicked, that the number of departing would increase. After her departure, all that remained for her were the memories she shared with her and a few pictures, leaving her with a clouded mind, a fragile heart, and a mischievous soul. While her mother, Jihan, stands far away, unconcerned by the scene? This is how Jihan was and this is how she will remain, a woman who bears no maternal traits. She does not remember a day when she called her mother. Her memory may fail her once, but it will never fail her throughout her life. Her parents are like two worlds that only once united, to bring destruction to another. She became a strange dot, amidst a number of other colorless dots. Her mother gave birth to her only to abandon her, leaving her to live a wandering, destitute existence. Meanwhile, her father, after divorcing Jihan, wasted no time in building a new life, resulting in a child with whom she shares nothing but a similar name. Durriya spends her life caught up in the struggles of the past and the present, trying to overcome the difficulties she was left to face alone. She travels to Dubai, where she decides to live. Perhaps Mahi is the only one who can pull her hand away. Where peace emerges from knowing life for what it truly is. So, as soon as Shruti invites her to go to India, her soul returns to her, the one she lost after Mahi. Everything that concerns her still gives life within her. Durriya embarks on her journey to India, surrounded by the hope of embracing Mahi's world. Unaware that a new world will embrace her. But she is surprised to find that it is far from what she imagined. Shruti left her alone, stumbling in a place that does not distinguish her. There, she meets a girl for whom happiness is the essential component of her existence. She gently pulls her out of the circle that surrounds her. She is accompanied on that journey by Mahi's diaries, which reveal, in their paper world, a part of her. Where is her grandfather who raised her and lavished his abundant wisdom on her, until she learned how to manage life? And where is her uncle who ganged up on her, as misfortunes gang up on their companions. Her journey continues for a long time, until it feels as if it is endless, only to be surprised that it was shorter than she imagined.