Teri Meri Kahani

21. Hello new classmate

MANSI's POV:

I diverted my eyes from him as soon as possible because, well, that day it felt good to have someone by my side who would let me cry on their shoulder as the shoulder on which I used to weep was busy giving support to some other head but now that I think about it, the complications in my life at this point are way too many to allow another one to enter in so leisurely and fvck up the system of my life.

ohh, by the way, if you weren't able to guess who was the so called new comer, it was none other than mr. angel.

You must be confused as to why was I so much worried about him meeting me again. Because after that little encounter we had, I should've been happy that he was here. But the turmoil I had going on in me and all the changes what I was trying to get used to required some time where I would be prone to less new things and more of familiarity.

familiarity. It's taken for granted most of the times. But when the world seems too confusing or when you can't trust the people around you enough, you always crave for familiar people whom you can trust. You crave for familiar embraces that could cover you and drive away all the worries. You crave for old bonds over new excitement. Because, no matter how exciting or intriguing new experiences can be, at the end, a normal person would crave to return to home. And by home, I don't mean the residence. I mean the people who feel like home. The people who make you feel protected. The people who let you know that no matter how many times you fall, they would always be there to hold your hand and lift you up to your feet once again so that you could restart.

Familiarity is under rated. Familiar people are under rated. Familiar places are under rated. Familiar embraces are under rated.

But what if familiarity chooses to not recognize you? what if the people whom you consider as your comfort place suddenly start to look fake? What if you walk towards home and realize that you're lost? what if you realize that the home itself has chosen not to shelter you anymore? what if the embrace which once made you feel comfortable now fails to recognize you?

You feel devastated. You feel lost. You feel confused. You're so stunned that you won't be able to distinguish or recognize what's going on in your life. There would be a hundred people telling you about the changes taking place around you, but you reject to witness it. Because, familiarity is what you crave. But sometimes, familiarity becomes poison. A poison that would eat you away from the inside and leave you hollow. You would be chipping away from the inside yet you wouldn't mind it because the feeling of familiarity is too comfortable to let go.

But now that I've sensed that this familiarity would just leave me empty, I've been trying to strip myself away from this comfortable familiarity to the harsh looking reality and I've been doing pretty well at this. And what I want least is for this now settling flow to be disrupted. And anything new, whether its a new person or new environment or anything for that matter, I am afraid, would destroy my settling self.

And as much as I would've appreciated his arrival if things were normal, at this moment, I just want him to not recognize me and move on.

But by the looks of it, he definately recognizes me. And I am hating it right now.

TEACHER: Go on dear, go get a seat for yourself.

??: Sure ma'am. Thank you.

I could see from the corner of my eyes that he was approaching me and it was freaking me out. Why would he even come here? wasn't he supposed to go find a seat for himself? then what- Oh, well the seat beside me is empty.

fvck it!

I could hear the sound of his footsteps getting louder and louder as he neared the seat beside me. I made sure to not lift my head and concentrate on anything that doesn't involve him. But I guess the fate wasn't on my side today.