'Love Marriage' is something extremely common in my family. My great-grandparents, grandparents, and parents have undergone this so-called ritual, and they have an incoming trust that their posterity will too. But me and love never. This term in my...
The glimmery mesh bodycon outfit not only hugged me well but added on a fabulous delight. It was pretty comfortable and simple to handle. These sorts of dresses are the best, which add to your ease.
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I was all set and bolted out to nail my outfit in front of Ma.
"Kaha chali meri panchhi?" Ma asked out of curiosity, well my main motto was to enlighten it. Not complaining.
"Yeh panchi mast Gagan Mein udhne chali," I responded with the same glee in my voice.
"Party karne? Kitne baje tak ayengi yeh panchhi?"
Ma had always encouraged me to go to clubs and parties, basically to have fun. But my moody introverted side never indulged in socializing not forgetting rambling here and there. Too much work is needed for that.
But Dimps on the other hand was a full-on extrovert. Loved partying off and was friends with the owners of the clubs through different means. Maybe secret connections.
Reunion doesn't mean much to me as in school I never really talked to anyone as such. Dimps, me and him.
"Rudi"
I mumbled his name out to myself. He was Rude and had red acne all over. Both of us would fight almost every single time regarding our studies. Yes, Studies. He was studious and an excellent actor. Regarding questions and answers, regarding teachers' favoritism and everything else, we both were experts over. Constantly complaining and acting before our class teacher, and whatnot!
We were close friends. Pretty close. I used to share everything, well the same was with him. He used to call me 'Roo' because it sounded like 'Winnie the Pooh'. Those days were pure gold.
But one fine day, we were fighting, as usual, that's what I thought. But things turned to something else and that day we just stopped talking. Just like that. Never endeavored to resolve it or either forget it. It just happened with time.
It was one of the most stupid decisions I had made, of not running back to him, not apologizing overlooking the fact of whoever made the mistake.
That day I lost a close friend.
Since childhood, I have been losing my close ones, whether it is Dhani di, Pa, or Rudi. 'Maybe I deserve this is what I have always thought. Bringing the pain and regression over my stupidity and mistakes committed by me in the past. I will never forgive myself for that though. Never.
"Kaun Rudi? Kaha Kho chali? Are Baba" I heard Ma speaking to herself, or rather me. I was lost in the moment. I tend to dream and overthink a lot. You must have known till now! *winks*
"Rudi! Aap Rudi ko bhool gayi! my tough competitor!" I sighed. How could she forget him? He was the one who invented this alien word 'Roo'. I was so much better without it.
"Rudi yaad aya! bada pyaara bachha tha!" Now strikes the comparison. Oof those days. Ma was never behind in comparing me with him. How he was striking success, and asking me with those double motives to befriend him so that I can grasp some study tips from him. Baapre!
"Itna bhi pyaara nahi tha woh. Jo bhi I hope he comes today." We can consider a fresh start, only if he comes today.
"Agar mile toh ushe ghar zaroor lana." And then both of them will sit down and make fun of this Roo the Pooh! Even though they haven't met each other. She has only seen his pics.
"Ha aur mein late se aungi." Who knows? A reunion with mast tadka.
All the things were checked, and I cleaned my room, my clothes, and everything. The misfortune of being treated like a 12-year-old is immense. The only one now I was waiting for was Dimps.
