Sunayn's POV:
" Hey Sunny. What's wrong with you man? You have been punching it for so long. Don't you have any mercy on that poor little thing? " my friend Rajesh whined when he saw me punching the punching bag for hours together.
I am doing this to distract myself from all the stress I have been facing from the time I have been receiving those anonymous letters. I am not understanding why can't the person directly come and talk to me or atleast tell me the name?
I have tried all the ways to see for any trace of the person but everything went in vain when I couldn't fulfill my task. I am very impatient person but this person is completely testing my patience and I am losing it every time. I don't know why I feel like I know the person but I am not succeeding to look at the correct person.
" Sunny? What's wrong? " asked Rajesh breaking my train of thoughts. He is very patient unlike me but seeing me like this might have really scared him. I can't tell him, not only him but to anyone coz I need to find out who it is before telling anyone.
" Nothing Raj. It's just that there is lot going on these days with my exams coming soon. I have to practice well to get selected in physical test. So I was just practicing, nothing much " I said avoiding looking into his eyes by packing my stuff. After packing I looked up to him to find him staring at me curiously.
" I know Sunny there is something you are hiding from me. But I will not force you to tell me coz I know you will tell me eventually. Take your time man I will be waiting for you. " he said with a small smile. He is always very understanding and considerate. He will know when I am moody and when I am hyperactive.
He wanted to become a gym trainer so he always works in gym and thanks to him coz he is the who helped me get a membership in this gym where I practice without any time limit. When I expressed him my wish to become an army officer during our childhood, he laughed at me saying that I am just a kid and I should think maturely when he himself don't know what does that word 'mature' means. Funny, but later he came to know my seriousness to serve our country by becoming a military officer and he supported me like a true friend in all my journey till here. I will definitely make him proud very soon.
" Thanks Raj. I need to leave now. Bye " I said and left the gym. I took my bike and started towards home. I kept wondering about the letter again. I don't know intentionally or unintentionally my mind keeps drifting to that letter.
It was written that she is scared of horror movies and the way her friend made her watch one and laughed at her. She wrote the letter as if she was talking to me directly and sharing her little experience. It made me laugh but the last line she wrote made me sad.
Truth to be told sometimes past gives us immense happiness that we wanted to relive the moment every now and then. Bitter reality is we cant do that.
What does it mean when she wrote past was better? And why she doesn't want to show herself to me?
Is there any particular reason behind it?
All the way till home I kept thinking about her words and finally reached home. I was warmly welcomed by my cutie pie, my sister, Sunanda.
She is nine years old studying fourth standard. She is completely opposite of me. Always smiling, talking, playing around home using different stuff, irritating everyone, making faces when we talk on phone etc.. If I keep telling about her the list goes on and on.
" Bhayya! " she screamed as soon as she spotted me making me close my ears at her voice no its noise. She ran towards me and hugged me as if she is seeing me after years. I mentally rolled my eyes at her act but nonetheless picked her up and circled her around few times making her giggle.
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General FictionIt's about a girl who lost all her hopes and trust on her loved ones.. There was a time when her family, friends and studies were everything to her.. They were her happiness, her joy, her inspiration, her world... Her life would revolve around them...