Scars

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                                         Aaradhya

Forever is an illusion.

And sometimes you need an illusion to be happy.

At times I felt my sister had kalopsia.

The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are.

She still trusts men.

I don't.

Then I thought she was suffering from toxic positivity.

Eventually I concluded she was just looking out for me.

But I am a very difficult and critical person.

I have found so much beauty in the dark as I have found a lot of horrors in light.

One of the horrors being hredhaan singhania.

That man just needed reasons to fight with me.

And he did have a lot of reasons.

At least in college.

But I am not accountable for his problems just like he isn't for mine.

I don't see myself blaming him for my issues like he did to me.

But that was the past.

He didn't look the same today.

Something about him was different.

I hope he changed his habit of blaming others for his own problems.

That habit doesn't take a person anywhere except depression and their own ruin.

I remember the result day of my first year the same day my parents died.

I had topped the college.

"Why are you so sad aaradhya? You are the first rank holder" My classmate Ayesha asks me.

"I don't know I don't feel good today I am getting bad vibes" I replied her honestly.

"Girls and their tantrums she isn't even happy after scoring full marks" a voice behind me speaks.

"Ab Kya extra five marks for good hand writing chahiye" turns out its Ayesha's boyfriend speaking coming towards us with hredhaan.
"Now what? Do you want extra five marks for good handwriting."

"You reek of jealousy" Ayesha tells him.

"Jealous toh hai but it's not me its someone else" he speaks glancing at hredhaan.
"Jealousy is reeking but it's not me its someone else"

"Kya Bhai ladki se har gaya" he mocks him.
"You seriously lost from a girl brother"

"So loosing isn't wrong but losing from a girl is wrong"? I tried to not speak but couldn't stop myself.

He doesn't reply.

He leaves the place with Ayesha after giving me a weird look.

I know he couldn't handle my sassiness.

Men often tend to become dramatic after they couldn't extract an expected reaction or they don't get what they want.

"Stop trying to play innocent I know you are happy after beating me"hredhaan speaks.

Ab isko kya hogaya?
Now what happened to him?

"Yes I am happy but not because I beat you or anybody, I am simply happy because I topped and secured my rank" I reply him honestly.