From T to A in 16 Days

10-11-17

Tomorrow is going to be a great day. Tomorrow, I will do what I have been yearning to do for the past few months. 

I still remember that summer evening in the first week of April. The evening when she entered my life, giving rise to a set of emotions within me that I had never experienced before. The girl whom I plan to surprise tomorrow, Tisha. 

Tisha was one of the new girls who had recently joined the coaching classes I went to. I still remember that when she entered the room, I was talking to Shreya who was sitting beside me at that time. 

Shreya, the girl everyone believed I had a crush on. About my feelings for her, I wasn't sure. She was a good friend of mine. But I don't know if she was more than a friend. I knew her from the age of 11 and currently being 14, I had no idea what I felt for her. It sometimes happens that if a boy and a girl are good friends, the society thinks they are in a relationship, and gradually, one of them or in some cases, both, start believing in it. This was also the case with me, I had somewhat started thinking that I had a crush on Shreya. 

When I saw Tisha, the notion that Shreya was my crush was somewhat shaken. Tisha was not one of those slim, hot and sexy ladies like the heroines of movies. In fact, she was of normal size, neither too fat nor too thin. She was naturally beautiful, with her short black hair, a fair face and the sweet voice of hers. I was particularly attracted to her sweet voice, her gait and her way of talking to people. After some days, I started feeling somewhat jealous when she sat with Ankur, who she knew from school. As that was not enough, I soon found out that my best friend, Gaurish had a crush on her too. Although now he states that he has backed off. I just hope that tomorrow goes as planned. 

Ankur pov 

After reading the page, I instantly thought about Shreya. She was the girl who had stirred the hearts of all three boys in her group, though not romantically in each case. As I hadn't spent much of my time in her company, I didn't know much about her. I tried to think of the times when I had felt something peculiar, like that of a blossoming romance between her and Hrithvik. I couldn't remember any. Maybe it was due to the lack of my presence or the fact that they were just good friends, I couldn't decide. Anyway, this wasn't the first case when a boy and a girl, who were best friends, termed as a couple. 

I was reminded of those with whom I shared a special bond, something that couldn't be given words. Friendship wasn't the word for it, the connection was much more stronger, and the word relationship would've tarnished the innocence of bond. My immature self had caused me to lose some of those special bonds, the thread that joined our souls snapped into three; two joined to our souls and the third taken away, so that we could never be the same again. I had tried, tried many times to fix it, but it wasn't the same anymore.  

I came back to the present due to the noise of window panes shaking with the winds. Past couldn't be edited. The wounds certainly had been deep, the scars were to stay, and scratching them would only lead to more pain. And so will the regret that will come with maturity in thoughts and character. I turned the pages even if I had a somewhat accurate idea of what could have happened next. 

Hrithvik pov  

While tidying the room as if I used to do this on a daily basis (couldn't let my guest figure out the trash in which I lived. I was just making it appear more presentable) I notice Ankur starting to daze. His eyes were glued on the sheets, but his dark brown, nearly black eyeballs weren't moving as they were supposed to. I wondered what he was wondering about. It had only been a couple of minutes before he started reading the diary. There was no such thing that needed a thought. Was he wondering about Shreya? Even if it has been a few years, I remember mentioning her in the beginning. But why was he thinking about her? Did he have a secret crush on her? Or was he aware of the soft spot he had claimed in her heart. 

That incident was not an important one. Shreya had once mentioned it when we were talking about him. It so happened that Shreya had a key ring, with which she was attached, even if it wasn't anything unique. On the day Ankur had joined the institute, a friend of mine was trying a prank of taking the key ring, which was tied to Shreya's bag, when she wasn't looking. Ankur had pointed that to Shreya even if he knew that spoiling the prank may slim his chances of gaining friends (as very few liked ones who spoil harmless pranks). Even if it was an insignificant decision on his behalf, Shreya had developed a bit of respect for Ankur. She wasn't feeling awkward sitting beside him during the victory lunch too, which was something in itself. 

Had Ankur known about Shreya's feelings towards him? Did he reciprocate them? And were they still there, deep inside his heart, waiting for the chance to resurface? I knew just one thing. Whatever there was or could have been Shreya and him, it ended with the end in their contact. But then, maybe they weren't aware of the feelings that may or may not have arisen in their souls, because if they were, the two wouldn't have ended the contact.