Just One Chance

Chapter Two

Mahir

I got hurt on my forehead when we were going to our practical class. It's just because of wasting time on the topic of Keshav and that girl.

I was playing basketball alone. After college, this is my usual routine and I can proudly say that I'm good at it. I won 2 medals also. I was just about to throw the ball into the net but my phone started ringing. It's Janhavi.

"Yeh, Jan, what's up? "

" You forgot to text me after reaching home. " Janhavi said angrily.

" But..I'm not a kid. "

" Yes, you are" This time she raised up her voice and shouted "How's your forehead? "

"Oh common, you guys are panicking unnecessarily yaar. But don't think about me. It's just a minor injury. "

"That's we always tell you don't hurry when.. "

She was saying something but I stopped her. I know now she will start giving me lectures.

"Oh Janhavi please stop yaar. Bye.."

She was again trying to say something but I cut the call that moment.

Before going to bed my mobile beeped and a massage of Janhavi pooped up " I called you not just asking for your injury also I called to inform you that tomorrow we will go for an outing. Bye with angry face emojis. I kept the phone aside and smiled like I enjoyed her pamper.

The next day after all the lectures all my friends went to a museum. Though, we are not that interested in this type of place. Actually we had the plan to go to a newly launched cafeteria. But the plan has suddenly been changed. We will go after visiting this place. Actually, Keshav had been insisting us  to visit this museum. This museum is well famous. The structure of this museum is quite innovative. The wall of this museum is made of terracotta. Inside this museum, there was a long veranda and innumerable rooms. Each room was specified for each category. There was a small field also in the middle of the museum and the field was surrounded by that veranda. It has been 30 minutes we were in the museum. My friends, they're doing photo season and truly speaking I don't like to click pictures. So I was roaming around and I found one lady looking tense at the corner of the museum. She was sitting on a chair, wearing white sleeveless short Kurti and a reddish brown Rajasthani long skirt, her face was semi-hide with her hair.I went towards her and oh.. That's the same yesterday girl. She looked at me in a confused way and stood up. She has beautiful soft skin, her green dot bindi, and a small jhumka giving her a perfect look.

"Yess! Are you looking for something? "She said with her mellifluous voice.

Ah.. No no I was just wondering... You... You...( Why am I stammering? ) You are from MSU college right?

"Yeah... How do you know?... Ahh you are also MSU's student?" She said

" Yeah you got me," I said and smiled like a jocker...

She also smiled back... And the very moment Janhvi came and held my hand, my 3 friends also came.

Jahnavi: Hay, you this is the same girl right, Keshav crush?

"Excuse me," She said weirdly

Others and I hit Jahnavi to stop her and was trying to change the topic.

Yashvi: you are from our college right?

She nodded... And looked at Keshav and said " Sorry for yesterday, I didn't see you, and accidentally collided..."

Keshav: No no it's fine...

Oh, sorry I forgot to ask you what's your name. I asked

Bela... Bela Sharma.

Yashvi, Jahnavi: Bela... So cute name

And then we introduced us. She then excuse herself and left from their.

Bela

I didn't attend the last lecture because of the outing. But here for whom I missed the lecture she is still not coming. My phone beeped and I saw her message " Sorry, Belu just give me some time I'm coming..."

"But What is taking so long? "I send

In theatre... I will tell you... Now I have to go I promise just wait for 15 minutes I'm coming. She replied

It made me annoyed and I sat on the Museum's chair. I decided to come and wait for her here after reading her messages. This museum is a relaxing place for me. I was watching some celebrities' posts on Instagram and at the moment a notification came from my department's official group. I read the notification and was shocked.

What the hell... Tomorrow we have to submit the voice dispatch project and they told me now. How Unmanageable they are!

Someone I think noticed my panicked face and came to me. He was good-looking looking, looking like a student. He introduced himself and his friends and I got to know they are from the same university. He insisted I to join them but I refused. I could have joined but I have to prepare myself for tomorrow's presentation. So I excused myself and left from there.
I saw Vish is also coming from the entrance gate of the museum.
"Hey, where are you going? "
"Leaving"
"Why?"
"Tomorrow we... Sorry I have a presentation "

(Apart from the core papers we have other papers too where we are interested like theatre, radio presentation, reporting, anchoring, editing, writing, etc... Vish is in the theatre group because she loves acting and I am in the Radio group)

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I have been preparing for 1 hour. Here I can speak confidently but when I go to public I don't know what happened to me. My mamma also said to me in our last conversation that this career is not for me because I'm introverted and Media is not for those people. I closed my laptop and slept on the bed. I took my mobile and opened my gallery. I clicked on my marriage photo where Anubhab wore my Mangalsutra, I swiped left, it's our selfie where I make a pout face and Anubhab slightly hugs me from the side. It was taken on his last birthday. I  had been staring at the photo for so long, it broke when my pappa called me. I picked up the call.

"How's your day beta? "
"It's quite hectic, How about you? "
"It's good, how are you beta? "
I paused for seconds and looked at the picture again
"Beta"
"I am good papa, don't worry. I am always busy here. My univ always gives me so many tasks to do. So I don't feel alone."

I heard Mamma tell Papa to ask about my studies. Pappa didn't want to talk about this. So Mamma snatched the phone from him.

"Hello Bela, how's your study going? "
"Good, how are you?"
She ignored my question, " Look, Bela, you wanted to pursue your so-called dream, we agreed but everything has its time. We gave you 2 years if you can't do anything then you have to listen to us." She said
I can't respond
"Are you listening? "
Hmm.. Mamma I have to sleep early, I am tired bye." I cut the call.