Aarvi is a normal girl . Perfect grades , perfect parents ,an overall perfect child. But there is only problem . She dosen't believe in love . She never said it loud but her heart was captured by a boy with eyes twlinkling like stars . But he is now...
"Thank you, sir," I say trying to act composed but I know that I'm anything but composed right now.
"So Ms A you are from one of the most prestigious universities in our state " he pauses and smiles looking at my profile and looks up "and your record is good".
I smile at him nodding " yes, thank you, sir".
"Ms.A so tell me why you didn't get any job? You tried in many companies".
his smiling face features morphed into serious ones as if am fooling him with a fake profile.
My voice is struck as if there's a big Lump in my throat.B beads of sweat formed on my forehead and I'm nervous to hell. I looked for answers around the room as if the hardware will answer me. But what will I say if I don't even know the answer? I asked myself, again and again, the question he asked to answer him by Hook or by crook.
I looked at him, he fell back on his chair and started speaking
"Ms.A do you want to know why you didn't get a job yet ?" he asked me.I nodded my head vigorously trying to find my voice.
"You didn't get selected because you didn't believe in Destiny" his voice resounds in my ears.
' What!? Are you kidding me? You don't get a job just because you don't believe in destiny? This is insane' I want to snap at him but I couldn't find my voice.I was confused as hell.
Then I heard it. A faint voice speaking to me. I couldn't figure out what is it was it French? German? ..I don't know.
Someone started shaking me and I heard that faint voice again. It's getting clear , the voice as i tried to focus more and more. The voice is telling me to open my eyes ... Wasn't i awake already?. Then my surroundings got blurred and became pitch black again . I wanted to go to sleep .was that so hard to understand? God, i hate that voice right now .
"Aarvi!...Aarvi!!! wake up I have a good news for you. Wake up!" .
I looked up to see a set of brown eyes . If you're wondering who they belong to then that's my best friend and my roomie . There's a sparkle in them . Well someone's happy. I don't know what's making her so happy at such ungodly hour. It's 9a.m. right now but I'm not a morning person so you can't blame me.
I cleared my throat and searched for words to speak.
" Ugh!! Are you pregnant or something ? Why are you so happy?" I asked her.
Her face flushed red due to anger. It's like she's going to Burst because I know she dosen't have a boyfriend . It's been 3 years that she went on a date and I love to tease her about that. After her last boyfriend broke up with her she didn't get her periods because she was exhausted from the crying. But she thought she's pregnant and was ready to scoop his eyes out with a spoon and shove them down his throat . Her words not mine.Crazy that girl. But they both moved on though. He got a girlfriend now and she's beautiful.
Kyra's slap on my shoulder brought me back from my thoughts. Well, I being my dramatic self rolled on the floor shouting about the clotting blood supply in my shoulder.she merely rolled her eyes. rubbing my hand thoroughly to ease the burning sensation and pain caused by her slap, I looked up at her.
"You deserve that "
she said angrily . But she's trying hard not to smile. she's ok now smiling at that pregnant memory of hers . Even though we are best friends since we are 8 years old, But we are completely opposite.
She's quite outgoing. Parties, many friends but still she stayed by my side without abandoning me. I love that about her among many others . I am completely opposite of her. I have no life whatsoever. I don't do parties. I rather spend my night curled up in bed reading some novel.
Snapping out of my thoughts I ask her what made her soo happy early morning that she was screaming like a madman or madwoman. she told that i got selected for interviews that i applied for my internship .
Geez, this woman is more happy than me for my success.
In our university, we need to definitely get an internship because it helps us in our grades and also gives us experience . But then I remembered my dream its all because of the stupid movie that i have been forced to see last night because of the specimen standing in front of me.
That's because she needed inspiration for her new story . If you haven't figured out already she's majoring in English lit .
To be honest she can write very well about romance but she wasn't sure how to make the situation look like a coincidence and to make it seem like they were destined to meet.
But I don't see any problem in that . She has potential and I know she'll be the best in that. She has always been on top. I don't know why she's being so paranoid .
