IS THAT U ????

"New feelings..." part 4

So guys...hi

So let's start with out any delay....

Any mistakes...pls ignore... Sorry

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Same day...@evening

Rag was walking through the corridor....being lost

She is lost in her thoughts...

'She felt their pain...in their eyes
They were hurt... But..
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But why it bothers her...

Why their pain bothers here...??'

Like this many thoughts running in her mind...

Her thoughts were disturbed by a buzzing sound...

It's her phone...

She attend it..

"What have you done...?? Did you said them what I said..??"
Asked the person on other side...

"Done..I did what you said...but they have a different feeling when they hear my fake name...why ??? Actually I name is not RAGINI MALHOTHRA na.... My name is RAGINI....just ragini but why this...fake id ???"
Asked rag being confused...

But other side person...didn't answer...no answer

Rag continued...

"Why they were angry when I said that I am orphan... But I am really ORPHAN na... I REALLY DON'T HAVE ANYONE (her eyes got little wet with tears soon...she wipes it off...before it falls down to her cheeks...) (Her words describes the pain...but no one ready to understand her...or concern for her...because she is no one... She has on one...a sarcastic smile occupies on her lips...when she thought about this...but no use...because she knew there is no one for her...she controlled herself...) AND WHY THEY WERE HURT WHEN I SAID THEY ARE MY ENEMIES... WHY PAIN ?? WHY HURT ??? WHY I FEEL NEW...I AM NEAR THEM... WHY THEY LOOKED AT ME LIKE THEY KNOW ME...DID THEY REALLY KNOW ME...???" Rag asked her doubts...confusion... Everything straight to him...

WHY I FEEL LIKE I KNOW THEM...DID I REALLY KNOW THEM...?? WHY I FEEL DIFFERENT...???"

ALL THE QUESTIONS WHICH IS KILLING HER...IN HER MIND
SHE ASKED THE PERSON...BUT
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NO ANSWER FROM OTHER SIDE...

its not new for her...she is used to it...actually she will never ask any questions to (that person...) But...in this situation she really felt like she has that right to ask about it...or a urge to ask these questions...