Trapped By Destiny

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Ashi's pov

I looked outside at the pouring rain and wondered how does it feel to be like a raindrop, which vanishes within a few seconds of reaching the surface, but even after vanishing it leaves behind something good to cherish.

The while daffodils, beneath the trees, flutter and danced in the breeze. The rains never failed in mesmerising me, I should admit on this topic even Randeep can't stand a chance.

Just kidding.

Every time it's like the saviour sends thousands of droplets just to bring me out of my misery. That's true, there might be numerous amount of problems only few minutes of rains and a cup of latte and perhaps a randeep is all I need to escape any mysterious maze.

I may not be at the best place right now but all I know is that I have some people who believes in me, they don't vanish like a raindrop but definitely stays with me for good.

Talking about the rains, Sometimes, I may not have a history of doing well with the aftermath of it. As much as I love it I hate dealing with the aftermath. Having a phobia to deal with is still in the lists. Its the season, which makes me happy and vulnerable at times.

I took a step back from the mirror after confirming my hair is done, I quickly opened the last drawer of the cupboard with a key and pulled out a small box from the very end. Not so precious to be hidden under the very end with secure locks but definitely it is from a precious person.

I picked out a plain black thread adorned with few beads on it. My assumption was right when I fetched out my phone and checked out for today's weather, 'rains with thunderstorms'

When Randeep witnessed the first time I was suffering from astraphobia, I don't know what he was trying to do but instead of comforting me he picked up a black thread and tied it to my wrists "Jab bhi tumhe dar lagrhi hai, ise tumari paas rako. Yeh tumari raksha karega" I eventually found myself at peace and calming down from the panic attack. I thought it was some magical thread, which was spelled by a witch or some priest?

Later, when I told him that I'm going to keep this safe and cherish this, he laughed so loud putting his head back that made me wonder, who filled the car with laughing gas for him to laugh so much. Then why didn't it affect me?

Then he explained how he had no idea where he found that thread and he tied it just to make me calm down "It was a trick and it worked"  Even though I agreed with him to throw it out later, I do believe it's bound by a magical spell. He had no idea how it saved me every time I felt scared or nervous. He also had no idea about how I saved it till date. And later on, how I designed it with some beads... Thinking of it, one recent incident crossed my mind...

I don't have a history of doing well with the first day starting anything new. You bet I cried my eyes out when I first started kindergarten, and, to be completely honest, I may or may not have been close to tears during the first days of every new school that followed, yes, even high school. I don't like change, I don't like that fear and the anxiety that comes with not knowing if you'll have someone to sit with at lunch. Many a times I'd be the girl hunched down in a bathroom stall during the lunch break because at the time it seemed infinitely more embarrassing to be sitting alone in the cafeteria.

New places, new people, fresh starts? I haven't had the best history with them and I don't think that's going to change soon. I don't have the kind of personality that attracts people.

I want to appear friendly and I want to make new friends, but that is a lot harder when your people skills stopped developing at age six. Or at least that's what I think happened to me.