Were we....meant to be?

Chapter 6

5:30 a.m.

I shut my phone again, keeping it at the table beside me, after looking at the time and rolled on the other side of the bed.

I sighed and pulled the covers upto my face. 

I closed my eyes and groaned again.

I wasn't able to fall asleep.

This is all Mohit's fault.

why does he have to be so.....so respectful, overly charming and....his damn eyes!

I huffed quietly. 

I turned my head and saw Shruti sleeping peacefully.

My thoughts wandered as I remembered how sacred she was. what could have made her so scared? 

My eyebrows furrowed as I thought about the possibilities. 

Think about something Shrishti! 

I closed my eyes and tried to think. 

My eyes snapped open as a thought struck me.

When Shruti first came here, she asked me that if there were any bullies in the college or not. Of course, I said no as I didn't saw, nor experienced, any bullying happening at AIIMS. But what if...

I had to talk to her about this. I know I have nothing to do with her. I know I don't even know her properly. But....why to be selfish when we can help someone right? we have been taught to help others but, when it comes to help others, we backstep.

why?

Because either we are too afraid or embarrassed or...possibly we hold grudge against that person. But just tell me, if you would have to stand in the shoes of that person, wouldn't you want someone to help?

the answer you and I know completely well.

We shouldn't help just for the show. Helping a person is a human nature, and we should if we stand a chance. 

I guess, you guys must have been bored of my thoughts, or maybe.....you will think about it?

But all I know is I have to help Shruti in some way or the other. 

I sighed again.

I stood up and thought to do something. 

I think I'm going out of shape lately. I need to do something about it. I took my track jacket and wore it along with my track trousers.

Then quietly, like very quietly, I opened the door and shut it. I then, went for a jog for about 25 minutes until my legs screamed at me not to run anymore otherwise, not my stomach but, they will get slim. 

I listened.

I went back to my room. Shruti was still sleeping.

6:10 a.m.

I looked at my watch and thought I should shower by the time Shruti wakes up. I took my clothes and went in the bathroom.

After 15 minutes I came out from the shower. 

I wore a light blue cotton hoodie paired with back jeans and, as most of you would have already guessed, my wristwatch and locket. I was also met with Shruti arranging her bed. 

I smiled at her which she returned. 

we both don't talk much; I know and believe me sometimes I, too, get tired of it but...I think Shruti is more of a shy type. So, I don't want to push her because of something she doesn't want.

"Hey..... shruti?"

She looked at me, when she was about to head inside the bathroom, stopping in her tracks.