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American Born Indian - Part 9

The penultimate chapters have arrived! Here is part 9 of American Born Indian. Love is in the air on Valentines’ Day, Jay prepares a special gift for Aravind while someone sends Ruchi a mystery love poem. Dive right in! Chapter 38 Paper Planes It’s now a few days before the fourteenth of February—Valentine’s Day. Nobody here exactly celebrates it—students start preparing for the finals during this time. But it’s not like a few people don’t have plans. Currently, it’s chemistry class. We’re supposed to be doing a worksheet on balancing equations as Madhura Ma’am grades our notebooks. In reality, though, my classmates are goofing off and have totally forgotten about it. The shifting atmosphere is unnoticed, until someone flings a paper plane and hits our class cupboard, next to Ma’am. “Hello! What is this, rocket science? Who threw this?” She yells. Funny enough, no one answers. No one tells on anyone, either. We all saw the paper plane—but not the person who set it in the air. Ma’am

American Born Indian - Part 1

Hi guys! Yes, it's here! American Born Indian 's first part is OUT! Here, we encounter thirteen-year-old Jay Sharma and his journey from New York City to Bengaluru, India, on an unprecedented and sudden move. Chapter 1 The Dream I’ve always heard about people emigrating from different countries to the US, to make the ‘American Dream’, like they say on the movies. Never in my whole life did I think the opposite can happen. My mom’s one of those immigrants. She and my dad moved here after completing college and getting married. Then I was born. Then my dad died in a car accident when I was a year old. And after living here for the entire thirteen years of my life, we’ve decided to leave the only place I’ve known. It’s a bright, sunny morning. School’s about to begin. I was having dosa for breakfast, with coconut chutney, my favourite. Now, my mom sits across me from the table, squeezes her fists, and delivers the news. “We’re moving back to India.” I blink. “Wow, after all

American Born Indian - Part 3

Hi guys! Whew, this part took me so long to finish, what with writer's block in the middle and all. But I'm finally done! Here, we get to see the start of a new eighth-grade musical endeavour by the trio, as well as a secret of Aravind and Ruchi's revealed during a special occasion. Enjoy reading! Chapter 11 The Best At It Aravind, Ruchi and I are the best of friends now. We hang out together a lot, in school and occasionally when Ruchi and I are working at Rachit Uncle’s bookstore. Aravind often visits us, like now. Ruchi and I are stacking collections of old Telugu novels on a small shelf when he joins us. “My parents are talking to your dad. I was going to help you guys out,” he says to Ruchi. She dusts her hands off. “Don’t worry, the last book’s in place. I just need to give Jay something.” I sigh. “Ruchi—“ “Nope. No protesting. It’s only once. A token of gratitude.” She rummages through the shelves as Aravind and I exit the small corner and head into the main room. “W

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