Attending classes after so long felt like a breath of fresh air. The once painful classes suddenly seem interesting. No. They have always been interesting; it was just that I was swayed by a certain someone to focus on the importance of my academics.
Disha and I sit in the campus, watching the street play group practice their act and the basketball match that ended up becoming a draw. We used to hang put like this after classes and it was our favorite pass time. Most stable, college going crowd prefer to hit the gym or crash at a party but this is what Disha and I do. We feel like we are too socially awkward for stuffs like these.
After a long day at college, I head home. I feel so much better already. After months (specifically two) of locking myself at home, refusing to go out anywhere, it feels so much better being in a different environment. Disha was right after all. She wouldn't stop with her "Kriya he is an asshole. Just forget about him, go on with your life. You know that you deserve better." Yes, I deserve better than a cheater who hooks up with other people while dating me.
I walk on my way home; firstly for the purpose of some physical exercise and secondly, to get something for Disha and Abhi. Without them, I don't think I'd be able to get over the 'breakup'. It wasn't official or something but it is understood that I was not going to continue that relationship after the not-at all-visually-appealing sight that I had to witness.
I walk up to a gift shop and buy a matching pair of t-shirt and some gift cards for them. Abhi and Disha are the influencer, 'everyone-likes-them-and-wishes-they-could-be-like-them-' couple. They match their outfits, celebrate their anniversaries and are extremely vocal about their relationship. I didn't like Abhi towards the beginning, basically because he would be the sole reason why Disha wouldn't spend a lot of time with me. Yeah, very petty of me but he is good for her; anyone can tell. Hence, I approved of him.
I walk past many busy shops and suddenly I hear a voice. "Is this the end of Varun Malhotra?" the reporter blares out. The people in the shop crowd around the small television set and watch with raptness. This is none of my business. Varun is....no, WAS the past. He doesn't concern me anymore, shouldn't even, but instead of walking away, I stand there fixated.
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Starstruck Again
Romance" They say you fall in love, but do you ever rise in love ? " In a matter of few minutes, Kriya's modern fairytale came to an end. In no time, her entire world crumbled before her eyes . She knew one thing for sure - earlier she was STARSTRUCK , bu...
