The Sisodias' life is a masterpiece of perfection, crafted for the world to admire. They have it all: empire, wealth, status and reputation that shines brighter than gold. Every smile, every gesture, every word is a calculated performance.
But as t...
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Jivika's Pov :
"Jivika, come down, breakfast is ready." I heard my mumma's shout while I was busy pacing in my room.
"Coming, mumma." I shouted back and looked around, placing hands on my waist. I was again late, I guess that's becoming a daily routine for me. No, I didn't wake up late. I am not getting my important pen drive, which I need today. And mind me adding, never in my life did I get my things on time, which I have myself kept at 'secured places', which again I forget.
Please God, don't test me. I swear I kept it safely on study table.. no almirah.. no my bag.. no but somewhere in this room. I looked around the room searching for any corner which is left to check, when I saw the bed drawer, the only place left. No use in checking there but I dragged my feet near it.
I said that I kept it safely. Taking out the pen drive, I sat on the bed huffing. When I was about to close the drawer, my sight fell on the bracelet kept there carelessly, which I took out running my fingers on the heart, that was hanging below that with 'forever' engraved on it.
It was not just an accessory. Once, it was like a part of my existence. I used to wear this always keeping it close to me. That was past, and now? I so wanted to throw this somewhere away, along with the memories attached to it. But, I think I am not too strong to do that, despite the fact that this means nothing to me. Like the person who gave it.
It was Aayansh, who made me wear this bracelet on the day of our high school farewell. He gifted me this after throwing hundreds of tantrums. Because Aayansh Sisodia was shy giving gift to a girl, though he didn't admit that.
"For the girl, who I call my best friend. This is a promise of our lifelong togetherness, and a reminder that I will be forever there by your side. Tere bina mera guzara kaha hai waise bhi."
(Anyway, I can't go on without you.)
These were his exact words, or promises as he said. How naive I was to believe that he would stand by his words sincerely. No, they were not fake but turned into empty. Now, they had lost their meaning as we were no longer friends and togetherness was out of question. And it will never be the same again. After all, we decided to never return on the same page again. My mind went back to the day, from where everything began, the day 'our' journey began.
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I changed my school when I was in fifth standard. The new school was everything I wanted. From the infrastructure to extracurricular activities to the teachers, everything was the best. I was able to adjust to the surroundings. But it was not that easy, when it came to making friends and dealing with my classmates.
No one wanted to include an outsider in their group. It was not only that. The self-claimed superior kids were not even okay with my new entry, which provoked them to be a trouble in my way. I was affected by their attitude but didn't bother much, thinking it will change with some time.From tearing my notebooks to throwing my lunch box in dustbin, they did many things to bully me in the first month.
