Domestic Violence Hehehehe
S000000000... My father (who owns a travel agency) had a tour From 28th Jan to 6th February in Nepal with NSHM College with the Students who are pursuing masters in tourism stream. And my jee mains jan attempt also ended on 24th, so he decided to bring me and mom too...but this time it was boring as hell, each and every tour I went to consisted of at least one guy(around my age) whom I'll make my friend and run around the place we were taken to(some temples or monasteries or some waterfalls or whatever's the plan of the day), this time, everyone was at least 25 and I'm still 18M...felt too much lonely both in Chittoban(ik wrong spelling and to all the nepalis, I'm sorry) and Lumbini... until I arrived Pokhara, where there was this huge playground where people of almost all ages were playing. Searching for a group to play, afte searching, I found a cute family where the males and females both were separately playing cricket(mother father son daughter aunt cousin EVERYONE). I asked them if I could play, while the ladies were getting tired very often, this little girl kept crying (because she had ENERGY AND NO OTHER FEMALE HAD). So I left the males and joined this cute little girl and played with her till the sun set. One more reason I left theale team because bowling karte time ek ke gotiye mein ball maar diya tha (upar se fast bowler hu). The title was a clickbait though...
S000000000... My father (who owns a travel agency) had a tour From 28th Jan to 6th February in Nepal with NSHM College with the Students who are pursuing masters in tourism stream. And my jee mains jan attempt also ended on 24th, so he decided to bring me and mom too...but this time it was boring as hell, each and every tour I went to consisted of at least one guy(around my age) whom I'll make my friend and run around the place we were taken to(some temples or monasteries or some waterfalls or whatever's the plan of the day), this time, everyone was at least 25 and I'm still 18M...felt too much lonely both in Chittoban(ik wrong spelling and to all the nepalis, I'm sorry) and Lumbini... until I arrived Pokhara, where there was this huge playground where people of almost all ages were playing. Searching for a group to play, afte searching, I found a cute family where the males and females both were separately playing cricket(mother father son daughter aunt cousin EVERYONE). I asked them if I could play, while the ladies were getting tired very often, this little girl kept crying (because she had ENERGY AND NO OTHER FEMALE HAD). So I left the males and joined this cute little girl and played with her till the sun set. One more reason I left theale team because bowling karte time ek ke gotiye mein ball maar diya tha (upar se fast bowler hu). The title was a clickbait though...