I didn't go for my interview because Shreyas asked me. Why did I listen to him? Who he actually was? What he thought about himself? He was just my Facebook friend but I was so much concerned about what he says to me. Is this known as affection? attachment? what?
During school days I had a friend named Kriya. In fact, she is still my good friend. Those days me and Kriya were coming bit close. I used to talk to her and share things with her just like I used to do with Shreyas.
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As exams were over we planned a school reunion. We all friend were together. All my friends were gathered: Kriya, Gurman, Richa, Sargun and Geetika. It was a fabulous day. We all were going to be together.
I got ready to reach the venue. First, I saw Geetika sitting with Gurman and Richa. I waved at them. They looked at me and screamed loudly. I smiled widely as I saw them. I felt so fresh, my whole grade 10 journey came in front of eyes.It was the best feeling ever. After 7 days of bed rest and weakness, it felt really nice. Meanwhile, Kriya entered and gave me a warm hug. Sargun was behind her. Since school days sargun have been a good partner and a great companion, she always used to give me a motherly feeling. I loved her a lot. Gurman and everyone else were sitting on a side. I went to meet Gurman but she was as usual busy with her gossip. Gurman had been an angel to me. She used to help me and she was always there for me whenever i fell into any kind of trouble.
At that time, different views were going on in my mind. i was thinking about Shreyas. I was thinking how Shreyas took place of my every friend present there. I used to call him my friend but was he really my friend?
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We all went and sat together. Richa was a girl worth remembrance. She was my best friend during my school days. She was such a helpful friend. Meanwhile, sargun asked everyone of us to move towards the dance floor but I resisted. "I don't know how to dance" I sad her. She replied, "Oh no! Its fine. Come on." Kriya joined our conversation and asked Sargun to let her and me sit.
All of them went on the dance floor to groove. I and Shreya sat on a side. She broke an ice with me and started a conversation.
"So? How is your Richie Rich?"
"What?"
"Your Shreyas"
"Oh, he is fine."
"So now we all are just friends for you and he is your best friend."
"No. It's not like that. You all are still my good friends."
"Good friends? I thought we were best friends."
Kriya got up and went to bring soft drink for both of us. She came back and continued.
"Neeyat, I just want to tell you something."
"Tell?"
"I want to narrate a story to you. I hope you will understand through the story what message i actually want to convey to you."
"I will Kriya. Believe me."
"Okay, so here it goes...
Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl. She was so innocent that she was unaware about the cruel world. She made a shell around herself so that no one could see her in this world. Her little life was perfect in that shell. One fine day, a handsome prince knocked her shell and she let him in. They both were together and that innocent girl was very happy. She had a perfect life. It was just a happy little world. But...
that prince had wrong intentions. He was not loyal to her. He hurt her badly and broke that protective shell around her. At the end, the girl was left crying all alone...
So, did you come to know what i want to tell you through this story?"
"But Shreyas is not like that."
"You never know."
"Kriya what you want to say?"
"I just want to say that don't be so gullible and don't just start falling for him. I am your friend and I want everything to be perfect around you. It seems as if Shreyas is not a nice guy. Think about it."
Kriya left me alone. I sat there still, thinking about each and every word she spoke. Was she correct? Was Shreyas really a clean hearten person? Was he really my good friend?
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It was midnight. I was staring at the ceiling. My mind had so many questions regarding Shreyas. My mind was totally indulged in that story that I heard. So many questions but no answer. Someone said to me "listen to your heart." And then, I was going to listen to my heart...
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Next day I called Kriya. I talked to her about all what she said.
"Kriya, will you be a little straight forward?"
"I just want to say that STAY AWAY from Shreyas. He is not good for you."
"He is my friend."
"What kind of a friend? best friend? close friend? true friend? boyfriend? what? The truth is that he is your CHAT FRIEND. That's all. He doesn't care about you. You are nothing for him."
"Will you just shut up?" I screamed.
"Okay. I will. You are a changed personality now."
Soon after this she cut the phone. My eyes started watering. All I could do was talk to Shreyas.
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Shreyas- Where were you from last 3 days?
Neeyat- who cares?
Shreyas- what are u saying? I do.
Neeyat- stop pretending!
Shreyas- I am not. It's true!
Neeyat- Does not seem so. How can one care for a chat friend?
Shreyas- You are not just a chat friend. You are everything for me. I love you!
Neeyat- What?
Shreyas- Call me!
Neeyat- Not now
Shreyas- You have to!
Neeyat- have you seen the tym? It's 12:10
Shreyas- Tomorrow morning, sharp 10:00 am...I want u to call me. Get that?
As soon as I saw his message, he went offline.
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It was 2:00 am and I was still awake. I had no clue about what to do? I was totally confused. Shreyas or Kriya? I didn't know what to do. My heart said that Shreyas was clean hearten but Kriya's story shattered me. I gazed at the clock. It was 2:15 am. I gently closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I tried very hard but could not sleep that night. Two opinions were going on in my mind. I didn't know why... but Shreyas was the only one whom I wanted to trust. I was cluttered with two thoughts going on in my mind.
During school days I had a friend named Kriya. In fact, she is still my good friend. Those days me and Kriya were coming bit close. I used to talk to her and share things with her just like I used to do with Shreyas.
_________________________________________________________________________________
As exams were over we planned a school reunion. We all friend were together. All my friends were gathered: Kriya, Gurman, Richa, Sargun and Geetika. It was a fabulous day. We all were going to be together.
I got ready to reach the venue. First, I saw Geetika sitting with Gurman and Richa. I waved at them. They looked at me and screamed loudly. I smiled widely as I saw them. I felt so fresh, my whole grade 10 journey came in front of eyes.It was the best feeling ever. After 7 days of bed rest and weakness, it felt really nice. Meanwhile, Kriya entered and gave me a warm hug. Sargun was behind her. Since school days sargun have been a good partner and a great companion, she always used to give me a motherly feeling. I loved her a lot. Gurman and everyone else were sitting on a side. I went to meet Gurman but she was as usual busy with her gossip. Gurman had been an angel to me. She used to help me and she was always there for me whenever i fell into any kind of trouble.
At that time, different views were going on in my mind. i was thinking about Shreyas. I was thinking how Shreyas took place of my every friend present there. I used to call him my friend but was he really my friend?
_________________________________________________________________________________
We all went and sat together. Richa was a girl worth remembrance. She was my best friend during my school days. She was such a helpful friend. Meanwhile, sargun asked everyone of us to move towards the dance floor but I resisted. "I don't know how to dance" I sad her. She replied, "Oh no! Its fine. Come on." Kriya joined our conversation and asked Sargun to let her and me sit.
All of them went on the dance floor to groove. I and Shreya sat on a side. She broke an ice with me and started a conversation.
"So? How is your Richie Rich?"
"What?"
"Your Shreyas"
"Oh, he is fine."
"So now we all are just friends for you and he is your best friend."
"No. It's not like that. You all are still my good friends."
"Good friends? I thought we were best friends."
Kriya got up and went to bring soft drink for both of us. She came back and continued.
"Neeyat, I just want to tell you something."
"Tell?"
"I want to narrate a story to you. I hope you will understand through the story what message i actually want to convey to you."
"I will Kriya. Believe me."
"Okay, so here it goes...
Once upon a time there was a sweet little girl. She was so innocent that she was unaware about the cruel world. She made a shell around herself so that no one could see her in this world. Her little life was perfect in that shell. One fine day, a handsome prince knocked her shell and she let him in. They both were together and that innocent girl was very happy. She had a perfect life. It was just a happy little world. But...
that prince had wrong intentions. He was not loyal to her. He hurt her badly and broke that protective shell around her. At the end, the girl was left crying all alone...
So, did you come to know what i want to tell you through this story?"
"But Shreyas is not like that."
"You never know."
"Kriya what you want to say?"
"I just want to say that don't be so gullible and don't just start falling for him. I am your friend and I want everything to be perfect around you. It seems as if Shreyas is not a nice guy. Think about it."
Kriya left me alone. I sat there still, thinking about each and every word she spoke. Was she correct? Was Shreyas really a clean hearten person? Was he really my good friend?
_________________________________________________________________________________
It was midnight. I was staring at the ceiling. My mind had so many questions regarding Shreyas. My mind was totally indulged in that story that I heard. So many questions but no answer. Someone said to me "listen to your heart." And then, I was going to listen to my heart...
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Next day I called Kriya. I talked to her about all what she said.
"Kriya, will you be a little straight forward?"
"I just want to say that STAY AWAY from Shreyas. He is not good for you."
"He is my friend."
"What kind of a friend? best friend? close friend? true friend? boyfriend? what? The truth is that he is your CHAT FRIEND. That's all. He doesn't care about you. You are nothing for him."
"Will you just shut up?" I screamed.
"Okay. I will. You are a changed personality now."
Soon after this she cut the phone. My eyes started watering. All I could do was talk to Shreyas.
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Shreyas- Where were you from last 3 days?
Neeyat- who cares?
Shreyas- what are u saying? I do.
Neeyat- stop pretending!
Shreyas- I am not. It's true!
Neeyat- Does not seem so. How can one care for a chat friend?
Shreyas- You are not just a chat friend. You are everything for me. I love you!
Neeyat- What?
Shreyas- Call me!
Neeyat- Not now
Shreyas- You have to!
Neeyat- have you seen the tym? It's 12:10
Shreyas- Tomorrow morning, sharp 10:00 am...I want u to call me. Get that?
As soon as I saw his message, he went offline.
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It was 2:00 am and I was still awake. I had no clue about what to do? I was totally confused. Shreyas or Kriya? I didn't know what to do. My heart said that Shreyas was clean hearten but Kriya's story shattered me. I gazed at the clock. It was 2:15 am. I gently closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I tried very hard but could not sleep that night. Two opinions were going on in my mind. I didn't know why... but Shreyas was the only one whom I wanted to trust. I was cluttered with two thoughts going on in my mind.
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