DREAMS AND NIGHTMARE. Chapter 3

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Riddhi's POV.

Why? Why does this always happens to me? Do I look like a problem magnet? Whenever I assume my life is back on track some unexpected event knocks on my door and introduces himself as a problem. What do I do?

Around fifteen days ago I was feeling great and looking forward to fulfilling my dreams I graduated with distinction and due to my loyal efforts was able to get scholarship for my further studies. I planned everything. My income was sufficient enough to pay for my study material and to help Dad with the household expenses. Commision will do my savings which will be helpful to pay off my marriage bills. Hopefully it will because I'm building up my whole success scenario. I have always ignored my love life, until this newspaper shit freaked me out.

All these six years I've tried to convince myself that it is just a stupid teen crush. In other words it was 'Moth's Star chase' .The diffrence is Moth at least tried I didn't.

In past years I really tried very hard to make my outer shell more concrete so no one would try to sneak in, though this girl or should I say woman sitting in front of me, tried multiple times to demolish it. But when it comes to creating a personality I'm far more better then any construction worker. But somehow now I feel that this shell I have created has loopholes. Right now I'm feeling that something is breaking and aching somewhere inside of me. I can't bare this anymore now that he is in some disastrous problem. I want to be there for him. I want to help him, but how?

I still remember that Winter morning of my Ominous thirteenth year which completely changed my hearts behaviour towards me, becoming a powerful rebellion which is still fighting bravely. Unless at this very moment it check mated my mind and is ready to admit defeat.

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It was one of the winter Sunday's. So on my Sunday me and Navi were sitting on the porch of a shop down in the Keny's building waiting for her. Keny is our third Musketeer, without her our Trio is not completed.Though Navi and I are closer, Keny is something we both need when we won't be able to stand by each other. I like each and every single thing about her except her habit to treat the time like her pet. She will be never on time.

So now we are here, waiting and chatting. Our important argument 'Whether-to-eat-eggs-in-summer-or-not' was interrupted when a ball hits Navi's head and lands on my lap. I pick it up with my hand and crane my head around to look for the culprit. Then I saw something pleasant. A tall figure came running towards us and stopped nearly at a ten feet distance from us, where I can have much better luck at taking in his looks. Dark hair brushing his forehead all disheveled and covering his eyes partially, his skin looks like chocolate and strawberry milkshake blended together, tan skin with little pink shade which may be due to the chilling weather, especially his nose. How cute! CUTE? He bends down clutching his stomach which is covered by a zipped up brown jacket.

" Hey girls .... Can I have that ball please?" He pleads, catching up with his breath. How sweet! SWEET? I have seen many boys in my thirteen year old life, including my younger brother but always found that these opposite sex beings are made to irritate, rag and tease girls like they are their toys. This boy in front of me is really up to change my mind in a matter of seconds though and I don't know him yet. That's weird..

'But he irritated you by hitting this stupid ball'

Ya ,right. I take the ball and raise it to throw it. He's grinning with expectation, whatever his expecation is. I can't stop admiring him.

"Wait!"

A hand firmly holds my wrist before I can throw it. His smile is lost somewhere as I turn my head to the face attached to that hand. Ya. Navi . Who else? God! Whats wrong with this girl?

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