I am an independent person living in a society where most of them are families except me and one thing you need to know about the society is there was a vacant space on the road in our colony which was taken by a cheap looser guy and he built small a temple for his own survival and he wasn’t even a priest but once temple was constructed earlier no one used to go but as days passes by few people started attending. You must be wondering how is that related to this story there is a connection as that temple changed my life I never went or even looked at the temple even though It was right in beside my room and visible to me once I open my window. The priests wife though was really pretty she use to sit near the temple when priest wasn’t available (which happens most of the time). One day when I was passing by the temple the priests wife Monica said “you will not get a job until next 2-3 years, you feel you are incapable and you are right you can’t get a job any sooner, any...
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