sidhharth's still behaving the same, it piss me. i crave for you being around me man, NOT BEING SURROUNDED BY YOU MAKES ME RESTLESS.
it's useless to keep worrying about his behaviour and to wait for him to come himself so i decided to go myself to find him. he was not studying, he was sitting outside his house with other aunties and jay, maru aunty's son. awesome! he's actually behaving... wait, what is weird here? he's just a friend d, he have his own life, let him live in peace. maybe it's me who's being so much of a "chipku" and he's annoyed which sounds reasonable right?
so i spared his peace and decided to chill myself, only vella person i saw on street was viren. he was playing around the sand piles at the end of my street, on the main street which joined mine and sid's street. i could also see sid from here so this was a good option, let him live in peace and still getting a chance to stay obsessed by him, perfect.
"hie"
"hello, wassup"
viren is always so unusually nice to me and give me all his attention, it's just that i'm so much into my sisters and sid's company that i don't care about him. if it was not for giving him some space, i would never play with him. i'm still thinking about him, how cringe i am. god knows what kind of vibe sid must be getting, gosh. it's good i'm keeping distance from him since a while, I should definitely stay away from him especially when i just can't. i've got glasses that i unfortunately don't wear so i can't see far by things clearly but i could see him staring at me without a blink of eye.
if he's staring, he can see me then why ain't he coming here. he surely want space and thinks i'm a cringe.
i've always loved playing on and with sand, when i was a kid we used to go to the big ground of gajera in games lecture. my classmates always kicked me away from them and i never had friends, so i asked sand to become friends with me. this lead me to discover that the graveled sand in our ground was not just yellowish brown gravels of soil and stones but had beautiful coloured pebbles and beads in it. they turned my lonely and bore life into colourful art every games lecture, instead of sitting in a corner for half an hour, i spent my time collecting those cute stones. i remembered how kids laughed at me hilarously when i did that and made fun of me. one day someone filled sand in my bag and showed it to teacher which made her scold me very badly and hit me in front of whole class while everyone laughed. primary school didn't had a single good memory for me. i was bullied, blackmailed and scared until i cry the shit out of me and was forced to do things i never wanted to but siddharth made middle school a lot better,he would always consider me and keep a check on me. i told him few days back how trisha was a big liar and the next day trisha tried to lie to sid to bring me into a problem...
"hey sid you know what dhvani said something about you" trisha said giggling.
"what did she said", sid asked. his firm voice scared me, i didn't knew what trisha was going to say and i didn't knew how sid would react, only thing was it's gonna be major damage.
trisha and her friends kept laughing, the girls sitting with me were no less involved. "she said that you are a guy she might be interested in."
oh boy, no no no, sid no. don't listen to her, i didn't, i'd never say that, i see you just as a friend, i can't loose you, don't buy this. please!!!! neerav, his friends, sid's friends, my friends, trisha and her friends, everyone's here. what a big liar and she's laughing. what is his? a fucking prank? and what do you think i am? oh dude, sid... say something. though it was just a fraction of second before he answered but my mind overthinks at speed of light when it comes to him and trust me, i was terribly panicked until i heard him,
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