Tansya In English Novels & Stories

“Isn't this the Lambe-Lambe official account?” Lisa's eyes widened in disbelief. “Gosh, girls will become famous in such a ...” Lisa waved her hand with a disgusted look. “Lowly.” *** “Here, aren't you eating?” asked Tania as she shifted her chair. Since Gadis's arrival that morning, Tania had only had a moment to talk. Just to ask how Gadis was and what work she had done after her session in Bandung. With the cheerfulness that Tania recognized from Gadis, she talked a lot about the fun she had with Ransi.

’ She admitted. There was a slight pause on the line then followed by a sigh. ‘Now you tell me what exactly is getting on your nerves? The fact that you couldn't show off your pretty look or because you didn't get to see him? And just in case you are wondering, I am expecting the same answer for both.’ ‘Do you ever listen to yourself, Tiana?’ ‘Yeah, I do.’ Tiana replied. ‘So can you speak in English?’ ‘English is the exact words I speak my lady.’

I had hoped a general cordial conversation would help relax and break the silence. "Taesha." "How do you spell your name?" She didn't answer me right away. So I said. "Let me take a shot, is it spelled Tayshia?" "No. It’s T-a-e-s-h-a. Tae-sha Tran. And please don't think about calling me T- n - T. or Tee, tee." She rolled her eyes and folded her arms while keeping one in her purse. "Mmm... that's interesting." "What's interesting?" Taesha didn't feel comfortable with him trying to exchange or hold a conversation or get familiar with her.

"Sanyukta asked her pointing at her. "I am habitual to English or European.. taste... worse try..San.."Tanya said. Sanyukta rolled her eyes as nobody can win against teasing queen Tanya. "I am going to meet local weavers..to get some Indian textiles...you know if we do a fusion of traditional and contemporary modern vogue..it will be a blast.."Tanya chipped in excitement. "Brilliant idea Tani..best of luck.."Sanyukta hugged her bestie.

If they want a hunt and let the hunt begin nobody mess with my family and get away from it just like that. Tanya (P.O.V) (On top is what she wore) Well, today is my first day of school and I am nervous as hell. Deep breaths tanvi deep breaths tanvi . After taking a long and relaxing bath and getting dressed in a simple black suit and salwar(Indian dress). After joining my hands in front of lord krishna idol and praying to him 

"Fine. Be boring." Tasha rolled her eyes and slipped into the peach dress, smoothing it over her curves. The fabric hugged her gently, making her feel like some kind of woodland nymph who wandered into civilization by accident. Just then, the door creaked open, and Tania entered with a powder puff in hand. "I thought I heard giggling. Is the dress war over?" she asked with a knowing smile. "She's choosing modesty over being a S.L.U.T," Debby reported, spelling out the word slut.

I said to Tanya, “I’ll hold the glass Isla is going to drink from and I’ll whisper the words, ‘revelare veritatem.’” She blinked, confused. “That’s Latin.” I nodded. “Really? I don’t know what language it is. The words just came into my head. I only know it means ‘reveal the truth.’” Tanya looked at me like I was walking on thin ice. “And you think that’s going to work?”

She did same too, getting down from the car and having a lady like herself…walk up to her. “Hola, señorita.(Hello, miss)” “Hola, soy Tasha. Vine a inscribir a esta niña.(Hello, I'm Tasha. I came to enroll this little girl)” “En ese caso, de nada. Sabré en qué clase ubicarla.(In that case, you're welcome)” What in the world were they saying? “Ven conmigo, princesa.(Come with me, princess)” The lady turned to say to me. “I beg your pardon?” I made a funny look at her.

Can I, do it? "Yeah sure," I gladly answered even though the truth is I'm hesitant. Will I able to make that on time? "Yes, we will expect you on Monday...ahm, what's your name again?" Aiden asked me. I glance at Tagan before answering Aiden, remember my name Tagan. “Yashashree Celine Amora,” I said. "Yashashree?" Aiden asked, obviously weirded out by my first name. “Yashashree means the Goddess of success, right?’ Tove asks.

Another of them approached me, and after introducing herself to me, she continued walking away "Hello Queen Carla! My name is Tasha..." She broke into a broad grin when she saw the expression on my face after hearing her voice and realized that it was because of her. I can tell by the look on her face how thrilled she is to be able to communicate in English with another native speaker of the language. That fell in line with the expectations I had for the queen of England to make her presentation. I'm pleased to learn that she has a strong command of the English language; that's something I've always admired about her.