When It Rains- When a heart weeps|√

chapter 25

"So Bhabhi has accepted your proposal of becoming friends again? What does it supposed to mean Sur? Are you guys planning on seeing each other while pretending to be casual friends or acquaintance, whatever you guys prefer to call yourself? It is what fuck buddies do Surya! It ain't good! You aren't in the position to afford a casual fling. I know you are serious for the girl and I suggest, you should go after something permanent. Friendship ain't the thing you should go after." Cried Mihir. The boy was lying on his stomach in a very uncomfortable position, he had his head hanging down from the couch and his legs were crossed up on the head support- only God knows how did he manage to lie like that and not puke his guts out. Beside his legs; Harsh had his head rested and was playing a game on his laptop, but by his expression I knew; he was listening to our conversation, but was not adding any input in it. Which was weird while Ayaan was busy packing his belongings for the upcoming trip. I'd already packed my bags in afternoon after I went home after school. I'd informed my parents about the trip long ago. It was scheduled since the start of the session and the Twelfth grade students already knew about it, still there were students who couldn't join us in the educational trip because they did not get permission from their parents or guardian and I was praying desperately for Sonia to be not among those. I wanted her to join the trip so we could spend sometime together without being worried about her parents seeing us together. The plan was explicit-We were going to fly to Delhi on the next day and from there the journey to Australia was scheduled to proceed. The trip was supposed to last for half of the month, fourteen days to be precise.

Right then, our group was hanging out in Ayaan's house where he was busy packing his luggage and we were having a 'talk' about my that day's conversation with Sonia. The boys were sharing their opinions and I was listening to them carefully.

"What are you talking about bro! We are not fuck buddies dude and We are nowhere near of becoming one. I just want to become her friend again so at least I could be around her for sometime. This distance from her is killing me every passing minute. May be she would recognize my love for her in our friendship and would accept me with open arms. I think I messed the things up last time when I confessed her about my feelings." I instantly defended myself. My heart was thumping loudly in my ribcage. I didn't know what was wrong with me, but whenever my friends used to address Sonia as Bhabhi, my heart would go through a rollercoaster ride and I could feel butterflies flying in my stomach. The word gave me a tempting feeling of belonging-A right I badly wanted to have on Sonia.

But then I frowned, The whole concept of 'fuck buddies' wasn't Something I would appreciate in my reference with Sonia. I knew the feelings were strong and pure and it wasn't something I had for a casual fling. I was ready to make Sonia a permanent part of my life.

"Whatever you say Surya, we believe you and we are always with you in whatever decision you take. I trust you and I know you would never do anything wrong with her or yourself. I just want to you stay aware and alert. So you wouldn't end up getting hurt. I can't handle my bestie going through a heartbreak. I know the girl is a good choice and she would never hurt you intentionally, but you need to understand that your story is different from others. The girl is different from others." It was Ayaan's voice that echoed in then silent room. He had a white plain tee in his hands which was going to get stuffed in the same bag where his other clothes and things were packed neatly. He was standing by the cupboard and was looking at me with concerned filled eyes.

I heaved a long sign. I was lucky to have the boys in my life. They were not just friends. They were my brothers, my family. I understood their concern for me, but I could not help myself even -when it came to Sonia. It was like; I had no control on my actions, on my body. My heart used to take all the decisions whether It relates with sending flowers to Sonia, aware about the presence of her elder sister or meeting her in the back portion of school. Every single decision was taken by my heart and the same heart was telling me about something that was going to happen in the trip. I had the feeling that the trip would be special in my love life and that there were changes going to take place in upcoming fifteen days.

I just nodded my head in reply and stood up to leave. I had to go to shopping with mom and for the upcoming trip, therefore mumbled a hurried good byes and straight by made it to my house where mom was already waiting for me. I parked my Kawasaki Ninja in a corner and jumped inside the car in passenger seat. I wasn't in the mood to drive that evening. My mind was busy, my thoughts were conquered by a certain pink glasses angel.

I was wandering if her 'oh so strict' parents would allow her to go overseas all alone by herself or will their concern for their daughter would allow her to step out?

"What are you thinking about Sur? Why are you so silent?" asked Mother. I realized the car was stopped on the red single and mom was looking at me keenly as if trying to read a book full of treasures.

"It's nothing mom, just stuff related with school!" I partially lied to her, even though I knew she was not going to buy it. She narrowed her eyes me nevertheless accelerated the car when single turned green.

Soon we were parking our car in parking lot. The shopping mall was sensory overload by people coming-out and going inside the building always in hurry. Only overtures for purchases were permitted in there; the messages and carefully styled images to seduce consumers were fascinating. Wherever your eyes may fall it would be glued there. There was everything I or anyone ever would want to buy and very little I needed. To move through the crowd meant getting closer to other people that I would usually allow, but my mother hated such things. She had rather prefer internet shopping than cutting the time in a shopping complex. She would never step inside a overly crowded shopping complex unless it's emergency-and that day the emergency was my overseas trip.

I needed new basketball shoes, trousers, track pants and few other things. I was going to leave the next day and that didn't leave my mother with any other option but to shop with me.

A permanent scowled appeared on her face as she flared her nostrils and glared at me-as if I was the reason for the over crowded place.

"what mom! I am not the person responsible for sale up-to fifty percent off of three brands on the same day. Don't look at me like that!" I gave her a blank look.

In reply, she narrowed her eyes further and shot daggers at me as she moved inside while whisper yelling at me about how irresponsible I am for not shopping for the things when I knew the trip was scheduled.

I tailed after her while shaking my head and took in the architecture of shopping center which I must have visited for hundred times in my life.

The shopping mall had architecture the schools and hospitals can only dream of. The ceiling was domed higher than any cathedral and made of the most beautiful glass. The walkways flow like tributaries to the main rivers of people, not a sharp angle to be seen. It smelled like heaven in a hand-basket and the floor shines like the surface of a lake at sunrise. In the background was music to soothe, gentle flowing notes to take the shopper's cares far away. In a world so chaotic it was order. In a world of pollution and desecration it was clean perfection in bubble-wrap.

We entered inside a men's section and bought sneakers for me. I wasn't that particular about my things. There were only few brands I used to prefer so it didn't take much of our time. There after, mother insisted on buying few feminine products of hers before we ascend to next floor for buying my clothes.

I happily agreed and tailed behind her. She was going through yoga pants when my eyes spotted the person who could make me jump in delight even in my harsh period.

She was there with her mother and elder sister. Checking out dresses and skirts for herself while lost in her own world. Oblivious to my gaze on her, she continued moving from isle to isle checking out sizes, Fabrics, colors, patterns when my mother followed my vision and saw her, her would be daughter-in-law- if only it was destined.

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