Rishma's Pov :
Yesterday at party
"What do you think of Chris?" David master asked me.
"Cool guy. Good friend. Kind hearted. Helping minded", the whole world know that this is an international dialogue of all friends.
We can't say anything wrong about our friend to some stranger.
He nodded slightly. After taking a deep breath, he prepared himself to ask something else.
He adjusted his coat, then he adjusted his wristwatch and coughed without making that much sound. Still I have no idea why he want to have a conversation with me.
"Sorry, but I just had to ask."
Sorry? Why?
Did he steal anything from me?
I looked at him questioningly.
Seeing his current posture and look he is well-ready to distribute the question paper which is printed in his mind within this few seconds.
I think this is a 100 mark question paper."How many months have you and Chris been acquainted?" He waited for my reply and stared into my eyes without even blinking.
"Four and a half months" I gave a pleasant smile. This is just a question of 2 marks.
"That's almost enough. Then.... Have you ever felt uncomfortable with him?"
"N-n-no. He has been with me from the moment I saw him at the airport until this very moment. He never did anything to make me uncomfortable."
Except the coffee powder issue. That is still at the top of our shelf.
"Has he ever misbehaved with you?"
I stood like a dumb with wide opened eyes.
How do I respond to this? This seems like a 50 Mark question.
Yes. He has misbehaved with me. But that's only because of you David. You said so.
Deep inside my mind and body I felt Chris's grip and its pain. His harsh as well as hard tone was clearly heard in my ears. I'm hurting a lot right now also. My palms are sweating. I.. I am... I'm feeling like all those things are happening now.
He treated me like that as a part of his profession, otherwise he would never do that to me. I'm damn sure !
"Rishma"
In a fraction of second his voice bursted into my ears, with a fearful blink I came back to present.
" YES " I raised my voice. David was stunned.
I flipped my hair and glanced at everyone, at last at Chris. He's looking at his wristwatch.
Everyone at the party was talking and laughing out loud, so no one heard my voice.
We realized we couldn't talk about this here. David led me to the Charlie Chaplin poster which almost away from this crowd.
I looked at Charlie Chaplin who is holding a walking stick in his hand.
"He did it as part of a task you gave him the previous day." I said sternly staring at the movie poster.David said nothing. He put his hands inside his pockets and looked down the red coloured carpet.
"Do you know anything about his background?"
Is he asking knowingly or unknowingly?
Now, Chris's all certificates and profile fluttered in my mind.
"No. Do you?" I lied very badly.
We can easily lie about something we don't know, but we can never lie easily about what we know, no matter how hard we try.
Please note this words, A quote by Rishma Ravichandran.
"No." He looked at me face to face and said, "I'm been noticing him from the beginning. He's not a normal person."
What does he mean? Is Chris a psycho? Or a terrorist?
"Do his parents call him?" David posed the next question.
"Haaaa. Yes. His father, umm...they've not talked for too long. I've never heard them talk for two or three minutes or more. Both are not in good terms."
He shook his head.
"You came at the right time."What? I heard someone's footsteps behind me. When I turned back, it was Chris. He looked at us and smiled.
Present
Oh my god. My backbone is broken.
I slowly woke up and opened my eyes. At first I saw a variety of colors in round and round.
After few minutes, everything became clear.
I looked at the youngster at my left side.
Are you still listening to the song?
Future AR Rahman.
I mocked him.
I closed my eyes tightly and opened. Then blinked blinked and blinked for a perfect vision.
Then I looked at the grandpa sitting at my right side. He looked at me and smiled, he said "Thank you for putting me on the seat belt."
"Anytime." I smiled at him. What a good girl I am? Isn't it?
Wait. How he knew that I put that seat belt? So he wasn't sleeping.
"How did you know I put it on?" I asked in a husky tone with a long yawning.
"When I asked, the boy told me." he pointed his finger at the youngster sitting next to me.
You future AR Rahman?
I bulged so that my eye came out.
How bad I am? Right?
I'm ashamed of myself for making fun of such a good youngster.
Sorry !
By the way what song do you listen to?
I looked at his tab. In it the video continued to write 'I love you'.
I remembered that day, when Chris told me these three valuable words.
"I can't lose you in the name of audition and acting. Because I love my friend that much."
In my mind I said those words over and over again like an insane with smirk.
I can't lose you. Because I love my friend that much. I can't lose you. I love my friend that much. Can't lose you in the name of audition. I love my friend. I can't lose you. Becau--------
I opened my mouth in disbelief. Now everyone can see my tooth.
"I can't lose you, I love my friend that much !" I murmured under my breath.
Did you get that?
A boy can live without girlfriend but cannot live without a friend.
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