Chapter 9

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Time started to pass a little too quickly, i slowly got a little too comfortable with him, he helped me in my studies, he was just a 12th passed out, after 12th he stopped his studies I asked him several times but never disclosed it, we started to talk on a regular basis, not even a single day without our conversation, I love my sleep but sacrificing my sleep schedule to talk to him never made me angry or guilty but as my half yearly exams approached he started ignoring me and that mad me mad after a week of this behaviour i finally confronted him and he said "i don't want you grades to degrade" during that on week I got really frustrated and my relationship with my mother got a little disturbed, like for an example of there is a stain on a counter of kitchen she would yell at me and would frown at her and then she would curse me, tho I don't frown at her usually but due to that frustration I did and it made me a little bit sad afterwards.

Ahil, he helped me alot with understanding my emotions thankx to him I got to know what excitement feel like, he taught me how to recognise my emotions which i didn't knew existed in me, made me understand that I do not need to apologise for everything, slowly my mother's taunt didn't matter to me, she had a habit of yelling at me for the Little things and that built up anger in me but after meeting him it all didn't matter, she would yell at me and would close my ears like I heard nothing.

He started feeling like home, a little more than my own house in which I was born and grown up, he slowly became a person to whom I ran to when I needed some peace of mind, when I needed rest or when I wanted to talk to someone, I never liked talking but with him it felt a little too natural, like i wouldn't say anything but he would understand as i wanted to say, feeling relaxed after each and every conversation, getting excited to talk to him, he is just my friend but more like a person that feels like home, a person that I ran to with bare feet, my home land.  

"Out of my ignorance I called him homeland
But i later realised homelands are taken away."

I was happy, but that didn't last for too long.

Everything was going perfectly fine until the last of December, he started behaving strange, stopped coming active, even when he did he wouldn't talk to me or when he did talk to me it didn't felt like before...........this bothered me, I was so attached to him at this point that "i would adore him even with his hands around my neck"  this behaviour of him hurted me and I felt really frustrated, it was 31th of December I wanted to celebrate New year with him but due to this behaviour of him i decided to block him, out of my anger i blocked him exactly at 12:00 am.

I went to sleep and then i realised I was crying because of him, i tried to wipe my tears but they were flowing it was only then i understood what crying feels like, a sharp pain in the chest, tightening of throat, i cried a lot that night.
Next day it all felt the same, same schedule, same life, everything was same but still something was missing I was alone before but this time I felt lonely it felt like something was missing from me, I knew it was his presence, he was missing from me, All this feelings for a friend maybe a close friend.
His absence made my heart ache.

January felt like a thorns, even when I was studying, cleaning or anything else I was just thinking about.......him, it got worse to the point i thought I was going crazy.

"His absence has gone through me like a
thread through a needle
Everything I did was stitched with its
Colour."


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