to be succesful trader stick to a plan

‘I really mean it. There is noting great about it!’, Vijay lifted his legs spread over the chair next and clarified himself while positioning himself well in the chair again.

‘And what about this overgrown beard like any sad lover?’, Priya was not yet willing to leave him from disclosing the reality.

‘No! I have avoided shaving for long just because there is no more any formal life of going to office everyday’, Vijay explained.

‘Anyway……..you cannot escape from explaining everything to me about what exactly happened’, Priya was now determined to find out the truth.

‘Ok fine! I will tell you what happened’, Vijay said and started his story.

A long time passed in between. Priya was regularly visiting Vijay’s house. She had decided

to proffer her whole life for Vijay’s family. And this very thing was daunting Priya’s father. It was indeed unwelcome for any father.

He tried to turn her away from her thoughts, at times with love and sometimes with admonishment, but she was steadfast on her decision. On the contrary, when she used to

see her father opposing her anyway, she ensured not to come back home and stay at Vijay’s place only for next two or three days.

She again resumed her practice also and whatever she earned, she used to spend on serving Vijay’s family. It was not the money which bothered Priya’s father, but he was worried

about her entire life ahead. He thought that Vijay came like a hurricane in Priya’s life which destroyed her to the core.

Despite all this, his father did not lose hopes. Whatever damage she had done to herself was enough, and she needed to come out of it now. But Priya was, as if against her father. At last her father decided to be a silent spectator to whatever happens in her life. As it is, she was

a mature and was legally permitted to take her own decisions. He was now depending more on destiny. He had accepted completely that whatever is destined to happen, will happen. He could not have changed destiny’s decision.

One day Vijay’s father, drunk to the core, was taking a nap on a cot in the lawn. Vijay’s sister was sitting beside him in shabby state and was blabbering looking at the fence of the

house. After Vijay died, she was waning. Vijay used to take care of her medicines and some or the other way followed the course strictly. Though Vijay was younger to her, but he was the only

person in house whom his sister used to listen to.

After Vijay’s demise, she had developed inconsistency in her behaviour. Sometimes she used to be fatally violent. Not only medicines, but she was irregular in eating also. Vijay’s