Unbidden Attachment

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The days passed in blur. I tried my best to keep my face bright and happy. It was getting tough day by day knowing that he is back and I could face him at any not so random moment. I was afraid to face him. Just a mere sense of him being around me would drive me back to my vulnerabilities and I knew he still had that affect on me. I can't stay as my strong self not around him at least not after what happened.

Trying to divert myself from all those thoughts I aimed the ball to the basket. Yes I m playing basketball ball in this sunny thursday afternoon. I miss a lunch every thursday. It's been a ritual from past 2 years.

Drenched in sweat and still unable to to get the ball into the basket. This mind of mine turned very stubborn these days.

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It's been 3 days since the bleeding encounter with her. She's been different from that day. Actually sad may be the right word to describe it rather than different. Many times in class I found her zoned out and blankly staring at the black board.

What was it which was bothering her? I wanted to know. I wanted to help her. I don't want to see her like that any more. Her dark eyes are haunting me. They were suddenly so empty.

She had a fake smile plastered around her friends. I don't understand why was she acting to be happy wen she wasn't really. What is the need to hide her pain from her friends. They all seemed very close and concerned about each other.

I still don't get it why did she hid her bleeding hand from her friend that day. Maybe boyfriend whatever he is they seem pretty intimate. After all he was the only one who dared to touch her bike or allowed.

It's the lunch break now i was just passing through the main block when a certain someone caught my attention. A lady drenched in sweat in this sunny afternoon in the middle of huge empty basketball ground. She was trying so hard to get that ball directly into the basket single handedly as the other one was wrapped with dressing cloth. And failed miserably.

But why was she to there and not with her friends having lunch. She shouldn't be playing. Not with that wounded hand of hers.

"Old habits die hard" I heard someone speak. "She still can't get over it". The another one spoke. I then realized they were on the floor above leaning on the balcony just like me.

"It's the Sameera stubborn sethi we are talking about. How can things be easy."

"Ha so true." The other one chuckled

"Habits are tough to get rid of than people who just leave." Sarcastically

"Can't we just kill that bloody" his angry growl was cut off by a very dangerous tone

"Shh. Shut that mouth of yours Varun! do you remember how long did it take for us to throw it out of this campus."

"Well Derek as much as I see we weren't quite successful ."

"Atleast she's trying to" with a pause and a sad voice " act."

So it's not just me who feels she's putting up an act.
"Remember the days when she wasn't this wounded lioness."

"And a happy cheeky bear with those big pair of eyes" the other one continued "aah.." he groaned in frustration and banged the railing with his fists "I want my sissy bear back."

"For ganging up again and start pranking those naive CS nerds just like old days."

"Back then the fights were fun but now all of it turned filthy."

"Enough of this throwback thursday talks and don't you talk about it any more. Especially around Nandit."

" I am not that of a fool " the other one replied in a light tone