The Shy Extrovert

Chapter 17

 I am habitual of writing stuff and when I woke up I wrote a poem to be published in newspaper. My hands trembled and tears had dried on my cheeks, throat was choked and mind had a little hope that he reads it.

I wish you had understood my pain,

I wish you knew that your smile was my gain.

I wish every day started at you smile,

And I still wish every day we walked together miles.

I don't want any gold or diamonds as you said,

I have kept our memories which I cry to bed.

The days were warm and nights were cold,

I thought friendship will stay till we grow old.

I wish you had understood my pain,

I wish you knew that your smile was my only gain.

I e-mailed it to various newspapers and magazines. I know I have taken a tough decision but I am solemnly determined to bring my best friend on path. When your best friend misunderstands you, you should clear it as soon as possible because sometimes a little effort saves your relation. Sometimes relations break over stupid reasons where no one is ready to clarify. I did not want to lose our twenty year old bond. We were best friends since we were four. I missed all those moments where he complaint me when I got overfriendly with any other guy. I missed my ashu.

It has been two days and I have my overview of startup ready. I name it 'VISHESH events' and get the same room on rent where ashu had started Divyashree. My clients were with me as I had worked with Divyashree for ten months so I could start. Ashish might complain that I stole his clients but it was the time to show him that I did everything for sake of our friendship and my one sided love.

With time going, I am getting more stable in my work, as experience adds to maturity. Sleepless nights, early mornings and my work started to expand a bit. Starting alone to about two hundred fifty employees, I saw my hard work paying off. Meanwhile I was busy with my work, a lot happened to Ashish. He started drinking like hell and the entire business was taken over by Megha. Now, she was the boss and the name of Divyashree events was changed to Megha events. With the change of name, the divinity of the firm was lost and the business started going down. It was the time for downfall of Ashish and I was feeling bad for him. But I did not contact him but decided to put another poem in the newspaper. I knew he would understand when he would read it that I still care about him and I am upset with him.

I wish you had understood my pain,

I wish you knew that your smile was my gain.

I know it hurts when it's all dark,

But I know you remember you have that spark.

My words may convey what I feel,

I wish I had more moments from time to steal.

Wherever we go we tend to shine,

I am all yours and you still are mine.

You chose your life the way you want,

I want to help but you know why I can't.

The freedom is a responsibility I say

You will shine again, perhaps another day.

I knew it very well that you have taken me wrong,

But it might be unfair if I sing your song.

I don't want to give any explanations you see,

I know one day you will come back to me.

I wish you had understood my pain,

I wish you knew that your smile was my gain.

I knew even if he read I would not get any replies but even then I wrote to all newspapers and next day it was published. A phone call arrived as I was reading it next morning.

CALLER: "Your writing skills have improved. I must congratulate you."

VAISHNAVI: "may I know who is on the other side?"

CALLER: "sorry."

VAISHNAVI: "please respond, who is this?"

(Beep... beeps...)

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The phone call was disconnected. I wonder who this mystery caller was. Why did he say sorry?