Dedicated to @diana9700
Neha Gupta
3 years later....
"Thank you,class" Mrs. Cutihino said as the bell rang.
"Welcome" some of the students mumbled.
I gathered my things together and walked out with Ritu. Ritu and I had mostly the same classes. We made our way towards the canteen.
'Just one more year!" I thought to myself.
After graduation, I enrolled into a business degree-cum-crash course. It's duration was two years. It was a good for someone like me. I mean as I was going to be a part of my family business. Oh! No! Not fully incharge. Don't get me wrong, I love my family business. Grampa and my whole family insisted to me be the head and to take the family business even my Uncle and brothers were too happy to look at me as the head of the Gupta's business. I love to take responsibilities but knowing our vast business all over India was quite difficult one.
Okay, to be very honest I'm afraid I mean really afraid. Its just whenever the topic comes to make me the head of our business it freaks me out! A lot of 'if's' come in my mind What if I could not handle the business properly? What if we have too much of loss? What if we went bankrupt due to my lack of knowledge? What if..? I sigh heavily. It just scares me to the death. So, I rejected it. But, I'm too excited to finish my degree and to became a part of family business.
Just, just, just too eager!! Hey! You can't blame me! I have business blood flowing through my body.
"Hello, ladies!" Pooja greeted as she saw us coming towards our regular table. She was already arrived.
"Hi!" We both replied.
We sat on our regular table and saw our usual's are already there.
So fast!
We looked at her having the same expression on our faces.
"I was too hungry. So,uh I just ordered it." She shrugged.
"But how did you ordered it? I mean the lunch break bell just rang?" Ritu asked with confusion written all over her face.
I nodded my head. The bell just rang and we straight away made our way towards the canteen and the usual's are already severed on our table.
She looked a little alarmed but quickly recovered.
"Uhm, Actually, uhm.. its my round two." She said looking down at her plate and shrugging.
"What!?" We both said in unison gathering some canteen audience.
"Shh.." She hissed.
" How come?" I asked her with full curiosity.
I knew Pooja since we started wearing diapers. So, I know that she eats a lot. And when i mean a lot I seriously mean a lot. And the people which company her when she is hungry,then 'may their soul rest in peace'. But, looking at her no one can tell that she eat that lot. I mean her figure is what 'one will die for'. Ya, we work at gym daily but still.
"I miss the class and straight came towards the canteen." She said in its-nothing-big-i-was-just hungry tone.
We stare at her as if she has grown second head. The part of her table was full with two big french fries, big chocolate milkshake, cheesy burger. And it's her freaking round two!
Ignoring our oh-too shock stares she continue her feast. It took few minutes to come back. It was her first time to miss a class especially to eat. Sometimes, I just think that she has a stomach with a hole. We finished our lunch in silence.
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