THE END OF LUCK

Vibha was brought into the world in a rich family, and in any event, when she was of just an adolescent age, she would get pocket money of ₹ 5,000 each and every week! Shockingly, despite the fact that she was accustomed to going through loads of cash, she actually figured out how to save some of it into her investment funds each month. Vibha was likewise used to giggling at impoverished individuals, and the disaster that has hit them.

  She generally had all that she required and imagined that cash was nothing more than pieces of paper. As she could get it so effectively, she didn’t actually esteem it.

  As Vibha grew up, she would continue to store all her extra cash from month to month in the bank, and her savings continued to develop and develop, arriving at a sum that would be immense for a young lady.

  Thus, when Vibha was the fate of lawful age, she chose to become free. She tracked down a rich cabin close to the seashore, shifted there, and began to live in ample opportunity.

  Vibha couldn’t have cared less in regard to bringing in cash since she actually had bunches of it, and she would spend whole evenings laying on the sofa watching shows or playing on the seashore. She would likewise get distraught at whatever point her mother or father contacted her.

  They would enquire whether she was searching for work to earn money, and would caution her with regards that she will be expecting to get one eventually; however, she would simply growl some curse words at whatever point they referenced it.

  A couple of months passed by, and Vibha’s normal was consistently the same thing: Waste precious time. She overlooked her family and expectedly felt that they didn’t truly often think about her, just simply needed to bother and irritate her.

  The bills continued to come each month and despite the fact that Vibha saw that her costs were exorbitant, she continued to spend. She accepted that her parents would provide her with more cash in the event that she asked them.

Finally, on one critical day, Vibha attempted to make an installment. However, she got a text saying she had no cash in her record. Presently, you could say that her dash of karma was at last finished.

  In tears, she called her dad, so he would give her cash to cover her bill, yet he denied it. He let Vibha know that their privately-owned company was falling flat, and presently they were confronting monstrous obligations too.

  She began to holler that her parents didn’t cherish her, yet her dad couldn’t do anything about it.

  Vibha continued to cry as her water and power supply were taken off. She was then expelled out of her home. When she went to her parents’ house, they didn’t acknowledge her back in their home because of how she regarded them before.

  Vibha was living in extravagance one day, and the following, she was living on the roads.

  Vibha discovered where other vagrants went through their evenings, contemplating how she didn’t have the right to be there. What’s more, one blustery evening, she fell snoozing as the downpour drenched her sweeping wet. The breeze swiftness expanded, and the haze did as well. However, Vibha was still sleeping.

  The following day, the other vagrants discovered Vibha dead. She was frozen because of the climate, and her whole body was seriously wrinkly by sleeping under the heavy rain. Her luck finished, however, wound up finishing her…


Moral: Good luck is something which is always with us. Even if it is too much, we tend to see a small percent of bad luck in it. As time passes by, the tables turn, and it is bad luck that hits us more. So, even in tough times, we must try to look at the luck which is always with us. Try to cherish it and your life will continue smoothly.

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