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Vicky
I cannot carry a sad demeanour anymore. I need to cheer up. I need to let go off the past. I need to start again. If he came back here to congratulate me, he would have had said something or even stayed a bit longer to have a word with me or just see me but he didn't. It makes me think if never wants to come back. What If he has found someone over this whole year that we have spent apart? That might be a reason why didn't face me. I'm sure he wouldn't want me to know about this other girl. Maybe it's the one he spent the night with. Maybe it's a completely different person.
Oh shut up Vicky! You've got better things to think of, my subconscious reminds me. True that. I have got better things to think about since the next spot is mine.
We have been sitting in our rented car since the past 2 hours. The driver says that we will be reaching in another hour or so. Srirangapatna is not so far away from Bangalore. Just 124.6 km away. Yeah just 124.6 km. it's shorter than other of our destination routes have been.
The ride was quiet. Everyone was involved in looking outside the window, lost in their own thoughts, mesmerised by the nature outside except Alisha. She was entertaining herself by the TV show - Friends, funny video clips on Instagram.
As he said, we reached our location in a while and landed in the Ozone resort. They said that they had travel packages available for people from Bangalore but I was not sure if we would be free when they left so I refused their offer.
It wasn't much of a secret once they all started to look everywhere. "Kaveri trail marathon," Zara read a banner.
"Great! That's what we needed," Myra said. Sarcasm noted. I rolled my eyes at them. It was already getting darker and I wasn't interested in listening to their complaints. We were instantly approached by a volunteer who asked us if we were there for the marathon. "Positive," I told him.
He then led us in where we found many others wearing the same tee as his which meant they were the volunteers as well.
I turned around to face the girls, "girls, keep your photo identities ready while I'll remove the registration confirmation printouts".
They all did what I said.
"Ladies, don't you think you should have been here 15 to 20 minutes ago?" Says voice from behind. That's Kanish for sure.
"What is he doing here!" Zara exclaims.
"He is not alone," says Karan who emerged with an apple in his hand.
"Are you and your goofy friend stalking us?" Alisha asked.
"Oh my god! Vivan you never told me that you'd be here," Myra screams as she hugs him.
"Surprise- surprise," he says hugging her back.
"Okay, what are they doing here," Zara asked looking at me.
"Well, the people here said that a person collecting our racer kit was necessary so I asked them if they were interested and they agreed," I explained.
With that we started filling our forms. Zara literally filled half of Myra's form since she was so busy talking to Vivan. Sometimes all of us can't stand the way they both are in front of is. We all know that they both have something that we never could. That makes us feel sorry for ourself but it has never made us jealous. We are happy for this bitch. She is lucky.
So I and Alisha are sharing Karan as our racer kit collector though the other two guys had offered. There's just something fishy between Zara and Kanish that I can smell. But it's not the right time to think about that.
After the registration we head to our rooms. We all have got separate rooms on behalf of the sponsors. The guys are supposedly sharing one. Tomorrow is our training day and the day after is the real marathon. So I eat something light as chicken salad and some fruits.
I straight away go to my room since tomorrow is going to be tiresome and I need to sleep. Just before I slept I opened my diary once. Yes I am carrying it with me. I have kept it shut for just too long. So I flip through the pages and smile at the sketches. I smile brighter looking at one of my favourites which is his hand holding mine with my favourite Harry Potter bracelet in my hand his usual watch in his. I then flip to the entry I made just after three months since he was gone.
Every time I watch a love story, you cross my thoughts. I guess I'm stupid to see you as the hero and me as your beloved, 'cause I think that it might never happen. Not today, not tomorrow, not in a million years. Why do I think so? I don't really know.
We are like the poles of the earth. Such ends are we, no matter how much I want it to happen, we won't meet. And now you seen to have left it all behind. I hardly recognise you. You are not someone who would run away. You are not the same guy who once won my heart. You've just become a guy who once upon a time meant so much more to me.
Where are you now? Lost somewhere? Well, give me a chance and I'll pull you from the darkest and the most dangerous corners of this world. Just come to me and I promise to give you a home. Your home. And I'll keep you safe under its roof. And I won't let go; because that will be my biggest mistake.
And I am still hanging on, and I always will. That's my promise since I don't think I can find someone better than you. But how am I supposed to make you understand this? All I think of is that one day you'll mysteriously appear on my door but why does my heart tell me that it won't ever happen?
I have never loved someone as dear as you and I don't think I have it in me to fall for someone else. Yes, I love you. I love you a lot. And in this heart of mine you will always prevail....
~Vicky..
I close my eyes after reading it. I trace the tear drops smudging the ink on the paper. I never thought this is what I will get in the future. I never thought that we would split. But I think this has changed him as a person, maybe. He could have met me once. I had so many questions to ask. So many things to say. But all he did was give me an apologetic look and drive away even after knowing that I was crying for him. Does that look mean that he is just so sorry and that he never wants to look behind at what he left and that he has clearly moved on?
I guess so. I think this is it. Aarav was my past. This is my present and my future beholds something that I don't know about. But I can definitely shape it. I think its high time to let go off the strings. To just give myself another chance. That doesn't give me the permission to fall in love again but that doesn't also mean that I will be moping around for him. No. That won't happen again. My new goals - I will be happy. I will put on a smile. I will live for myself and for the ones who care for me. And if fate has it, maybe, I'll find a guy with a glue gun who will fix my broken heart.

Okay... This is late, I know, but hey, it's still Thursday! I'm sorry, but I hope you'll like it! And as I have noticed there just so many ghostly readers. Why not make an appearance? Vote or comment! Thanks!