The Girl In Sneakers(ON HOLD)

11. Old wounds

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Diksha was in a bad mood, she was not at all paying heed to Kirti's bickering.

"Diku, Diksha Sharma! Where are you lost?" Kirti shouted in her ears from the back seat. Kunal was driving and Diksha was sitting beside him.
"No, I'm right here, in the car", she replied bluntly.
"Are you sad because I insisted to leave early?" Manisha asked guiltily.
"Not at all Mani, I know why her mood is off," Kunal injected in their conversation.
"You are grumpy because of sighting Amaya and Arjun, isn't?" Kunal asked looking at Diksha.
She didn't reply. Others decided to drop this conversation.
Diksha felt an urge to check her phone, her Facebook chats. There was no message from Crazer210. On one hand she didn't want to talk to him again, but on the other hand, she was enjoying the conversation too. In fact, she had planned to annoy the crazy guy if he would ever talk to her.
It was 10:20 pm, she logged into her profile. He was offline. Suddenly a mischievous plan crept into her mind.

Diksha Sharma- Hope your poor head is better today, you wouldn't like to give the poor self any more pain, cause my attitude can cause very serious injuries;)

A sly smile crept through her lips, she was about to log out, when suddenly her phone buzzed.
A message from crazer210.

Crazer210- I'm wearing a helmet:D

A laugh escaped from Diksha's mouth.
"Are you laughing Diku?" Came Kirti's voice from behind." Share with us too", she childishly demanded.
"There's nothing," Diksha gave her a big grin, trying to hide the truth.

Crazer210- I made you smile, didn't I?"

Diksha Sharma- Your name suits you, crazy Crazer;)

"Diksha we have reached your home", Kunal informed.
"Oh ya," she hurriedly got down." By guys, see you tomorrow."

She was early that night. She had never returned from any of her outings with her friend before midnight. Her mother used to object initially, but later on, she left telling her anything. She was well aware of her stubborn, moody daughter, however, she trusted her.
Diksha silently, with out making any noise, opened the door. She wanted to surprise her mother. She tried to close the door without banging, which she usually did, and silently sneaked into the house without crashing into any thing, a difficult task for her.

Diksha froze in her place, a faint sobbing sound was coming from her mother's room. Realisation struck her. It was her mother. She rushed to her room.

"Mom!Why are you crying, mom? Is-Is everything alright?"
"Diksha! When did you come?" Her mom was startled by her sudden appearance, she hurriedly wiped her tears.
Diksha caught her mother's hands, she was trying to hide something,
She was hiding her father's photo.
She went ballistic, "Mom? Were you crying for this man? The man who left his wife and his only daughter all alone to live. Who didn't ever care to find out whether his wife and daughter are alive or not? Who left us for..."
"Diksha! Not a word more," her mother slapped right on her cheeks.
"How dare you to talk about your father like this? I wasn't ever expecting this from you. There's no difference between you and all those backbiting, ill speaking  people," her mom was sobbing hard." He is my husband and your father, I love him and wouldn't listen to any rubbish thing against him.
Diksha was stunned by her mother's sudden outburst.
"I love you the most mom, and I hate those, who make you cry." With this, she stormed out of her mother's room, in anger and pain.
She dashed to her room and locked it from inside. That discussion had freshened the old wounds, the reason for her becoming what she was, a 'tomboy'.

Diksha pressed her face into the pillow. She didn't want to cry. But the streaks of tears were continuously rolling down her cheeks.
Her father, for her, was world's best father. He had fulfilled all her wishes, both loud and silent.
He was her superman, batman, spiderman, any man one can name.
But... he left them.
That night was still fresh in her mind when she had heard her parents fighting, for the first time.  They were a lovely couple. In her twelve years of life, she had never seen her parents quarreling. She was proud of it. But that unfortunate night, she heard her mother crying and shouting at her father. She was confused and scared to go and check at her parents. She didn't like it a bit. So, she had slowly crept to one of the rooms upstairs, where she couldn't hear her parents voice and had fallen asleep. The next day, his father was to leave for some country she didn't remember. She had only remembered that her father had got a job there, and they all were to shift with him. Diksha was very happy about it. She had boastfully told her friends about it.

Her father had left for that country to do some arrangements for their shifting.
He didn't return for several days, neither he made any call.
People started talking about him. Speaking ill of him.
It was a rumor, her mother said. She had said that her father was very busy with his work. He didn't want Diksha to leave her best friend and her dog, Scooby, whom they couldn't take with them, and that she would not like the new country, for the people there were rude.
One day, her best friend Amaya told her that she knew her father had left her mom, for another woman. It pierced Diksha like a dagger, right into her heart.
She had slapped Amaya right on her face and had scolded her for spreading such rumors about her father.
But Diksha had slowly realized, that Amaya was right and her mother was lying.
Diksha had promised her mom that she would be a strong girl, the man in her life.
She avoided her girly friends and broke her friendship with Amaya, her bestie and started playing with boys, for they did not gossip.
Her father robbed her childhood and the old Diksha, who used to love Barbie and Ken. 

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This chapter was a bit emotional, but it has given a glimpse of Diksha's past.

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