LOVE STORY.. Its more than just a book...

Chapter 2

A file comes flying across the table and smacks his face. He bends down to pick it up and there comes the next hitting on to his head.

"Do you call this shit a novel??" Mr. Rai - the editor says air quoting 'a novel' with his fingers and picks another spiral file and says "and what's this?? Free me, this is worse than other stupidity oh sorry worse than other so called novels of yours." The editor of the not so famous publishing house keeps on screaming and insulting him. He looks down at the floor, too scared and nervous to say something.

"Siddharth it's high time, please get this thing clear, you and your stories are crap, which no publishing house would publish. Just stop wasting paper by writing this, what you call as manuscripts of your novel. At least do well to environment by saving paper. Now please get out before I call the security." The editor gets back to his work.

Siddharth adjusts his glasses, picks up the other manuscript and starts walking towards the door clumsily. He opens the door when the editor calls him. His face lits up, he thinks the editor has changed his mind; he turns nervously with a slight hope of hearing that his novel will get published.

"Siddharth take this useless manuscript of yours, even a class 1 child can write better than this."  The file comes flying and in attempt to catch it he drops the rest also. He hears the office staff giggling and calling him dumb and joker. He picks up his files and runs and keeps on running till he reaches his motorbike.  His phone beeps; it's a text message from his dad.

"Hey son, how are you?? I thought u would b in class so just texting u that I have credited your account for your fees, study well tell me the convocation dates so that we ca n come n see u becoming MBA Siddharth "

He picks phone back in his pocket wears his helmet and starts his bike. He talks to himself.

"So Mr. Siddharth, what you thought you can be a writer??? You dumbass wants to write a national bestseller?? You?? Just look at yourself... a stupid boy with no dressing sense, big frames on his eyes.... Hardly having any friends... wants to... wants to be a writer.... "Tears start to brim his eyes and his hands accelerating the bike.

"I am not even a good son, I am cheating my parents, and they think I am doing MBA here. They don't even know I dropped out after 1st semester realizing my passion of writing..." tears flowing down his eyes, he was losing the track of his way.

"I am a loser; I wasted all my dad's money for my insane idea of writing... I left my degree course... my parents love me so much they do so much for me and.. And I am just a... just a shame for them... I will bring just shame and embarrassment too them... I don't deserve to... I just don't deserve to live. I must die... that's the only way out. After some sorrow my parents will move on and anyways tears of sorrow are much better than the shame and embarrassment I will bring to them... I will kill myself... this world is. Not meant for me... life is not worth living.... I will suicide."

Hey friends... first of all I am strictly against the mere thought of suicide... please never ever think like siddharth...  life is beautiful even if it give failures or disappointments jus wait and work hard but killing urself is just not done and I dnt promote the idea of suicide. Your life is precious if not for you maybe for someone else and for them your life is more important than any kind of embarrassment.

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