Mine

Kiara

VANSHIKA'S POV :

Kiara had always been a bit different from the rest of the girls at school. She's my best friend and my life has always been tangled with hers. She's been a happy person for most part of her life , ever-smiling and cheerful. It seemed as if not even the shadow of problems had fallen on her life. But this feeling lasted only till before we became besties. It was around the time we were in the fifth standard that we became friends.  She wasn't what she has become now back then,  maybe partly she was,  but things were loads better back then. She was a topper in our class,  loved by our teachers and equally popular among other students.  By the time we were in the eighth or ninth standard we became really close friends.  It was during this time that she started facing all the silly friendship issues.  She was an introvert and very sensitive regarding friends and all.  So everything that was happening around her affected her very badly. Her smile had lost its life and something went missing in her amazing , cheerful personality. This was the very time when Kiara, Siya and myself became the best of friends.  We were the three musketeers and had a lot of fun together.  Me and Kiara always shared a special bond.  As the years rolled by I came to know her better than anyone else.  We really were and still are the inseparable best friends. One good thing about her was that she didn't just sit back and let her depression take a toll on her life. She was infact very fun loving. At times she grew very angry (of course because of silly reasons) and at other times she would just blow off major stress causing factors with just a smile. I really underwent a difficult time understanding her confusing psychology. Actually,  it wasn't just me she herself felt that she was a very confused person. She said that she had sort of "dual feelings" about everything in her  "bloody sick life". The basic fact was that she felt everything and everyone had a good side except her.  I could easily steer clear of such a "mentally sick person " ( that is what she still thinks she is) , but a weird and special bond had grown between us and I just couldn't leave her alone,  not when she needed a friend,  me the most.