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S I M R A N
After lots of cajoling and convincing from Sumedha, I found myself sitting in the farthest end corner of the banquet hall where the supposed high school reunion was taking place. Judging from my expression anyone could tell that I wanted to be anywhere but here.
I passed an annoyed look to my so-called best friend, who was obvious to my miseries but seemed to ignore the look I was passing her way. And the cherry on top was the fact that we were early before time was the other invited guests were yet to arrive.
"Stop making that face", Sumedha said looking at me animatedly. "What face?", I snapped back. "Like you will pass out anytime", she added
"Oh so glad that you took notice of it. Because mujhe chahiye neend, bahut saari neend, sukoon ki neend, hadd se jayada neend, my only need is neend", I tell her glaring my best as possible. She paid no heed to my rant and busied herself on her phone, sending messages.
[translation: Because I need sleep, lots of sleep, peaceful sleep, too much sleep, my only need is this sleep]
I ran my gaze to the whole place and narrowed my eyes to my phone screen, trying to kill some time. Suddenly I feel a smack on the back of my head and someone occupying the vacant seat next to me. Sajal
"Hi!", his tone was so annoyingly cheerful that I wanted to slap him across his face with the same chair he landed his butt on.
"You know, I would call you a pig, but that would even be offensive to pigs", I gritted through my teeth passing him a sickly extra sweet smile. "Still up with that sarcastic attitude of yours?", he adds back visibly cringing because of my smile
"At least I'm up to something, unlike you who always slack back" I, retroat and we glared at each other, none decided to step back
"Guys can you please have a normal conversation without having to rip each other's hair off?", it was Sumedha who interrupted our banter
Sajal and I have a history of fights and arguments, they're always harmless though. We couldn't stand each other without trying to rip each other's neck apart, but our friendship says otherwise. We were cordial yet worst enemies.
I smoothened the creases on my evening gown when the host of the party stood up on the stage and decided to welcome the guest. The host was some rich senior who just wanted to throw a party like it was just a piece of cake to show off his handsome money. Rich people, I tell you
After sharing a few greetings here and there the party started as the DJ played a blast of party music turning all the party animals to hit the dance floor. Sumedha and Sajal hopped on from the chairs joining others to the dance, dancing crazily and I took as a queue to quickly vanish from their sight to avoid future mishaps.
