Sometimes it is hard to get confide in yourself but that is the only option left when you don't have someone to talk with, May be that's why Samar started to write a diary.
The diary
"Today I am thinking to pen down my emotions, I know I'll cry a lot while doing so but I feel it's better to cry off now than to carry this pain forward..
It was the last day of first year.. I was really excited to go back to Delhi, excited to meet my family and friends.
No sooner my excitement and enthusiasm turned into apathy and dullness.
It was 6 in the evening, when I returned to my room and started collecting my belongings and packed them up, although I had to leave the day after tomorrow.
Then I took my phone and texted Preeti that I'll be coming soon. She was offline at that moment. I waited for her reply, but it seemed that she was a bit busy that day. So I went for sleep.
Later in night, about 1am my phone beeped. It was Preeti. I took my phone as I wanted to see her reaction. And then what I read would always remain somewhere in my mind.
I don't know why she quoted herself as a bad friend of mine.. I don't know why she didn't wanted to talk to me anymore.. But what I knew was that whatever she was saying, she must be having a reason for it, she must be doing it for my benefit..
I knew that both of us were going through the same pain. No one has ever imagined a Unicorn without a horn, a mermaid without mesmerising voice and an angel without wings.. because they'll be imperfect without these respective elements.
Similarly, I could not imagine myself without her. She was a support from last 5 years. She was my mentor, my teacher and yes, sometimes she was a student too.
Rather our friendship started when she first came to me in 9th standard to clear up her doubts in mathematics.
She was.. She is the cutest girl. She is my sister from another mister. She is supernormal, she's lazy and a bit too crazy.
No sooner we bacame the best of friends. People started giving example of our friendship. She scolded me like no one else could do, she made me realize my mistakes, helped me to overcome my fears, showed confidence in me and made me what I am today!
But then why?
Was I not able to stand to her expectations?
Was I becoming a liability for her?
Or it was just she wanted to end?
I didn't knew the reason.. I didn't wanted to know! I just want us to get back to the same perfection we shared!
I wish I could talk to her! but I can't go against her will.. What if I can't talk to her she was, she is and she'll forever be my best friend.My mind was running parallel to my heart.. But in the opposite direction.
My eyes were constantly looking for someone.. But tears shed of when I try to see her.
My tongue had hell lot of strength to talk.. But I was not having the guts to talk to her..
Yes! She is my best friend !
I just wish I could talk to her! "
As Khyati was reading this, tears shed off her eyes!
"I can't read further" , a lump formed in her throat and tear spilled off her eye as she said this.
"What happened?" he asked as if he didn't knew what all he has written.
"I just can't read it.. I never knew that friends like you also exist, I've seen people going mad in love but never saw anyone going mad in friendship " she replied.
"Who told you that I don't love her? Does love exist only among a couple?
"Two friends can love each other too, I hadn't gone mad, its just that I miss her whenever I seek someone's advice, whenever I am in some confusions or whenever I become emotionally unbalanced, she always held my nerves in these situations" he said hurriedly.
"I didn't mean that.. " she blurt out.
"She was not the reason why I gave up on social networking sites.. I just wanted to fulfill my dreams then, and now I have achieved all of them I will be back again... I hope now we can talk about something else as I think I have answered all your questions! " he said appealingly.
"Sorry if I was asking a lot of questions" she replied skittishly.
Author's note:
Hey love!
Well this chapter was just about what happened three years ago and how it has changed Samar's life..
Sometimes it is better to forget about what all is happening around and concentrate on your goals, just because we cannot force our destiny. We can only force ourselves, we can just put ourselves to work without expecting anything back from our destiny. That's exactly what Samar did, he always dreamed of earning lakhs to fulfill each and every dream of his father, he just concentrated on that and didn't gave a thought to what had happened.
Samar always knew that they'll reunite one day, coz his imperfections were her perfections and her imperfections were his perfections and together they formed a combination of perfect imperfections.
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