The Dreamer & The Catcher

§§~THREE~§§

"these are some tests to check why your marks go down. Don't worry they aren't academically based. I promise." she smiled. I gladly take them.

"now tell me one thing, what do YOU think that your marks are going down?" she asked

"I.... I don't know, i mean i can't remember anything when i write the exam.... I can't even learn anything properly.... All the words seem to mix up when i look at them" i tried my best to explain.

"Okay. Since when is this happening?" she asks, rather interrogates.

"uh... I don't know.... I mean i guess like a year and a half ago. I tried my best to keep up with it but i guess this time it was too mixed up to work out......" i really don't know what did i just say?!

"oh okay... Did anything... Like anything, any incident happen during these 1.5 years or just before that?" she asks and i am left startled.... Tears brim my eyes and my heart aches.... Not again!

To my surprise, i guess tunu gets to know about my condition so she starts rubbing my hand which surprisingly calms me down! I take a deep breath as my eyes eat up the tears that were threatening to come out.

"It's okay if you don't wanna talk about it.... We'll come up with that later" she said soo convincingly in a cool voice. This is the first time i am feeling so comfortable and easy around a new person in all these years.... Its not like the first time but i seriously feel when i look at her face that i can trust her blindly. As if reading my mind, she squeezes my hand and gives me an assuring smile. Unknowingly, i smile again.

"i told you that you look beautiful when you smile, do that often!" tunu says

"and i dont want to do that" i mutter

"whyy?"

"because that will pull a lot of people and interaction which i actually dread" i roll my eyes as i say this.

"Acha tell me one thing, do you like to.... Umm.... Okay... Do you like shopping? Bilkul free minded sochna" she said... Shopping? Mhmm.... I do like trying on new clothes but baahar jaana..... Too many people.... But shopping is bliss.... I guess

"i love shopping.... I shopped like a maniac when i was in school!" i say, reminiscing those good old memories with a ghost of smile on my face.

"i don't know if i can tell you about that incident... I will surely start crying.....it was a very dark day which left so many scars! They don't even heal" i say, out of the blue?!

"Darling, the moon has scars too! But look at how it shines, even in the darkest of times!" she says.

Wait! Moon! But people call me amawas ka chaand to troll and bully me. But that means that i am very dull and sad. But what tunu said didn't seem like it. But..... Uhh... Too manyy buts.

I see it depends on the person i am talking to that they decide how do they judge me.... Everyone thinks i am a moon. Some regard it as being dull while good people like tunu bring out the bliss of the moon.

"i feel like i have become a mess! Too broken for many!" i rant

"but love for some!" she says, amused.

"matlab?" i AM super confused.

"thodi der ruk jaao, sab samajh aane lag jayega!" tunu speaks mysteriously as she signs off. The bell rings, meaning the first block was over.

"i guess we'll end it here today! Remember, you can come here whenever you feel low... Basically anytime you want someone to hear you out! I am always there! And don't forget to do that little test. Acha tell me, who are the people you basically talk to or you're close to? Your mom? "she asks. MOM?! Not at all!