Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Thirty Two

Previously -

"Oh ho chotta haddi, ye dono toh faltu main over exaggerate kar ke bata rahe hai. Aur kis main itni himmat ki wo mujhe bully kar sake? Naa college secretary hu main, kabhi bhi kisi ko bhi suspend Kara sakti hu, koi mujhse kyu panga lega bewajah ka. Aur main bhi faltu main over bol gayi.", Susheela said dismissing the topic.

"Ek baat kahu Susheela ji? Mera dhyan sirf aur sirf aap par hi rehta hai. I don't care mere piche kon pada hai yaa kon mujhe chahta hai. All I care about is you and you alone. You know why? Because you aren't my bestfriend because of my money or fame, you are there for me because you like me as a friend, a genuine friend. And yeah, I love you and only you.", Pramod said reassuring her. Susheela gave him a small smile clearly seeing the unconditional love in his eyes for her and only her. 
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"Oh ho! Ye dono kabhi bhi kahi bhi romance karna shuru kar jaate hai kya?", Avinash asked slowly whispering in Garima's ears. Susheela and Pramod were sharing a beautiful, long eye lock.

"Haa, aaj kal toh kahi bhi kabhi bhi ek dusre ke aankho main kho jaate hai. By God, Susheela se yo umeed naa thi.", Garima said laughing silently.

"Mujhe bhi Susheela bhai se ye umeed nahi thi.", Avinash said laughing along with Garima.

"Ahem ahem!", Garima and Avinash fake coughed to bring Susheela and Pramod back to earth.

The young couple averted their eyes and looked around awkwardly. "Waise Susheela bhai, tu vote kise dene wali hai?", Avinash asked slinging his arm around Susheela's shoulder, as the four of them walked towards their college's cafeteria.

"Pata nahi Avinash, dekhte hai.", Susheela said sighing, unsure about whom she would be giving her precious vote to.

The four of them took up a table at the far corner of the cafeteria and sat down laughing and giggling about random things.

"Waise sir, aap yahi par rukhne wale ho yaa fir apna career London main hi set karna chahte ho?", Avinash asked curiously. Susheela's ears perked up at the question as she waited for Pramod to answer him.

"We have a Chautala hospital's branch in London and New York. Before coming here I was practicing there itself. I had plans to settle down in London as I'm born there, but often things don't go as planned. And I'm glad that they didn't.", Pramod said looking lovingly at Susheela.

"Mere plans the yaha se jaane ke par ab wo sab cancel ho gaye. I'm good to be back in my hometown. Accha lagta hai yaha. Aisa nahi hai ki main zindagi bhar yahi rahunga, kyuki mujhe Chautala hospital ke branches har jagha kholne hai, par filhal toh main yahi par hu.", Pramod said smiling.

"That's understandable. Waise sir, main aapka bohot bada fan hu. Aapko har jagha follow karta hu, aap meri inspiration ho, lekin Susheela bhai se kam.", Pramod chuckled at Avinash's words.

"Don't call me sir, just call me Pramod. You guys make me sound so old.", Pramod said raking his hand through his hair with a nervous smile.

"Waise jijaji, kuch khayenge aap?", Garima asked looking towards the food court.

"Yeah sure, get me anything. Wait a second, I'll come along.", Pramod said ready to get up and join Garima, just then Susheela held his hand.

"Rukh jaa behen, wo dekh Avinash humare bakre aa rahe hai. Unse hi kaam karwa lete hai.", Susheela said pointing towards the bunch of juniors that were coming towards their table.

"Abhi maza aayega na. Pichle ke pichle saal hum maska laga rahe the, ab maska pav khane ki baari humari.", Avinash said rubbing his hands together.

"Hello Susheela bhai, Avinash bhaiya.", The students said together. Susheela put on her famous stone face as she gave them all a hard look, some boys squirmed in their positions while some were ready to leave everything and run off.