The Story Of Every Indian Teenager

Chapter 4: My mind is painted with shades of grey.

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ANUBHAV SARTHI

I was walking, my hands slightly brushing Aanchal's. I maintained a little space between us. I saw her house come into view before I stopped. In India, you wouldn't want the parents to know that you are dating. They'll probably just dig you six feet under the ground if your girlfriend's parents haven't already shot you to death.

She leans in for a kiss, but I turn my head "Not here." I said referring to the road

She frowns at me but leaves. I watched her get into the premises of her building before sighing in relief.

I have not told it to anyone yet but it just feels weird when she kisses me. I avoid being alone with her. Her touch just feelswrong. Don't get me wrong I do care about her. Damn I loose it if she is sad but I just can't seem to love her. It's been an year and we are at the same spot. No progress at all. When she said she loved me the first time I thought I'd learn to love her and said it back. But it felt wrong back then and it still does. I don't want to break her heart, I care way too much for that. She's always been there for me, since we were kids. I did love her though it was not in the same way. I always have that is why I thought that it might work out. But it just doesn't! I am confused just like always. Why can't I be peaceful for once in a relation like the others.

Why can't I just be happy?

AANCHAL MEHTA

I shut the door to my room as tears start to fill my eyes. Why does he always have to be like this?

One moment he is totally adorable and caring and in the next he shuts himself down. He never expresses his love.

Am I not sexy enough for him? Would he rather be with Ridhima or Tanya?

I know I am being silly but I can't help it. He makes me doubt myself. I know he cares and I do affect him but whenever I take one step towards him, he takes two steps back. WHY? I tear escapes my eyes as it makes its way down my cheek. I think of the only person who would know how to stop the pain. So I call him. He picks up the phone after the second ring.

"Hey" he chirped.

"Please come over." I say trying not to sob.

"Is something wrong?" he asked sounding concerned.

When I don't respond he speaks again this time I could tell that he was angry.

"Did he do it again?" he asked, in a calm yet cold voice.

RIHAN MALICK

"Its not like that please come. I'll tell you everything. After that I hung up and hurried down the road towards her house.

Damn! Her parents! I thought as I stood in front of her building. Her room's window was the one on right.

So I do what every sane Indian boy would, I climb up the pipe till the second floor. Thank god, its just the second floor. I couldn't have managed any higher.

Don't look down! Don't look down!

I look down.

Holy mother Mary ITS HIGH!! Fits! I should have known better.

OK don't think that you looked down! Don't think that you looked down. No-not helping!

Don't fall! Don't fall!

I clutched onto the edge of her window. Hey Krishna! You know I love you right?! I thought when I found it open.

I jumped in through it only to find Aanchal swinging her baseball bat at me. I shrieked - a girly shriek, much to my dismay - and fell on my ass trying to dodge it.

"Rihan?" she asked confused. Why is she confused? She was the one who attacked me with a baseball bat!! "Why are you coming in from the window?"

"Well, I wouldn't just walk in the main door at this hour so that your parents fry me and feed my flesh dripping of oil to the dogs before they die of high cholesterol causing them heart attacks. Not to forget I almost died myself! That too twice." I cried. And she just laughed.

"What. The. Fuck. How'd you. Die. Twice?" she managed between snorting, giggling, laughing and what not.

"Geez. You are a true lady, aren't you?" I mumbled, which made her laugh harder.

"I died once because I climbed two floors on a very smooth, slippery and full of fungus pipe and I died the second time because you tried to kill me with a baseball bat!" I spat out.

"I thought you were a burgler trying to break in and my parents aren't home. I thought you knew and would have the decency to use the door." she said still laughing.

"Whoa... you mean my efforts were a waste??" I pouted.

"Aww. No you made my day. I haven't laughed like this in a long time." she beamed at me.

"Yeah so what had just happened? You know with Anubhav?" I asked now totally serious.

"Well, the usual. He won't let me touch him." she sighed.

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We talked for hours about our problems. About how Anubhav behaves weirdly sometimes and how Anamika still ignores me and still loves Dhruv. All of this, I wouldn't share with anyone but Aanchal. She's my best friend, and the only one who won't judge me and I can truly be honest with. I don't know how or when we fell asleep. But it was peaceful after such a long time.

I woke up. 2:00 am. SHIT! I am screwed!! I gotta go. I looked at Aanchal's sleeping form.

She's beautiful. But oblivious to the fact. I tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear and left.

This time, from the main door.

I am never climbing up a pipe, ever again! I mentally noted.

Why did I even go up the pipe? oh yeah - I was scared of her parents. If they would have found out, they would have shot me and no one would ever find me. People who found out would either get involved or would shut up just for money.

Yeah! Only in India!