New perspective: A Retelling of D3 Dil Dosti Dance

who are you?

[June 2012, dusk.]

You broke my heart. You really did. You were supposed to be the one exception. You were different. You were kind to me. You liked me for me. You didn't expect me to change anything about myself. Not a single damn thing. I gave you every part of me. I was vulnerable. I was free. I told you things I will never tell anyone else. I gave you my heart, Kriya. And you left, with no warnings. Nothing. You took a part of me with you. And yes, the rest of me is here, but that one was my favourite part. It was who I truly was. And now there is just this emptiness.

Now I'm always unsure, of everything. I don't have you by my side, telling me that I'm valued, that I'm talented, that I'm worth something.

I waited, you know?. 'She will call', I thought. 'Soon, she will call.' You wouldn't just leave. You couldn't. Not me. It's me and you, you know? It's different.

Vishaka wouldn't hear of it. She was so angry she refused to talk about you. And I didn't feel like talking to Swayam about it. Because I was jealous. How come it was him that got the letter, Kriya? It was supposed to be me. I met you first.

When you didn't call for three days, I went to your house. I knocked, nobody answered. The lights were on, I could tell you were home. Why didn't you answer? I came back, two days later. The lights were off. I knocked, nobody answered. But it didn't feel like anyone was home. I was starting to get angry.
I didn't give up. I came back a third time. I knocked, and someone did open the door, but it wasn't you. They told me they just moved in.

Why didn't you say goodbye?

And then I found out. Last night. I found out I didn't know you at all. You dated Rey? Forget that, you DATED? And you didn't tell me? Who are you? We said we'd tell each other everything, you promised. Who are you?

Swayam knew. That hurt the most.

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Footnote:

Whether this is a letter, or a monologue or a confrontation in a dream, is for you to decide.

Female friendships are sacred, and I hate when they're not given the importance they deserve.