Pavitra Rishta under Krishna

Dear Weird Diary

Weird Diary,
Don't you ever worry  or think about why does this group choose me but for sure you are going to play an important role in our life. You were chosen for it is necessary. In this year you won't be exchanged but yeah still here I go. Hey diary, ever wondered what a friend is? Well a friend is someone who is the main reason for all your problems. Actual life problems.
Since childhood I never thought that I would get such friends... At least not during my first day at least. This girl called Sreya was somewhat special. Heard that this name means Devi Saraswati... Guess what... True... Her mythical voice is what I am ready to do anything for. She is the only person along my side when I first entered the school. Or should I say home. She is a girl who never cared how famous or familiar a person's parents are... She cared for a good friend. That's all. All I remember is that... Our first memory was made in the backbench itself. And the person I call Mochi... She is someone who is unforgettable. She was like Devi Durga. Always forward to help people. The most hyperactive person ever seen. She was always ready to be by my side. No matter what happens... One phone call she will be there.
I don't know what friendship is but I know that no matter what happens, what they say me or what they behave like with me... The feeling which comes when I am with them is something special. My whole body language changes. They are always there, ready to beat the shit out of anyone who says anything worse about me.
I lost many friends but always found my heart always revealing things they could never to their best friend. Here the heartbeat are Disha, Neha, Anwesha.. They are big secret hider. But if you look at their eyes... You can see it... Clearly..
Disha : a loving soul.. Forced to be in a toxic relationship and then becomes a playgirl. Not her fault fully. She plays around with those boys who broke hearts as if it were important. She wants them to feel the pain a girl feels on being betrayed by her first love. And then again... Her best friend and the person she loves... Both betray her. Both. First her friend asked her to become interested in him and next year she falls in love with the same guy. The tears which she couldn't let out was seen by me and Sreya... Mochi, Neha, Anwesha, Rikta... We knew it. But none could be done. We could just let her cry... It hurts more than it hurt her... Till date.

Neha : nerd, but beautiful inside out... Puts up with all my gyaan.. The girl who turned me to Mohini. I promised to never say it so I won't but she... The tears she stifled up in herself.. I hated that... I felt hopeless that day... Sometimes... I just want her to know that I will be beside her even if I am busy or sick. For that is the least I can do.
Anwesha : all I wish is for her to reach her to her dream. Her tears... I saw them.. I collect them in my memories. And in all this... She is someone who is ready to dance in front of the whole tuition with me.
Rikta : the most calm, soothing and caring person but what she is... I know it perfectly. She is a perfect epitome of backbencher and topper. But never in my life ever I saw her jealous, or in ego for this. Girls like Jashashree, Neha p.. Not the one in our friend circle... They become egoistic but never this girl.. She shares every single detail of her life.

And the list goes on... And who knows weird Diary... What you might go through...
Arka: universal brother of ours... Always there for the best and worst times. Thinks twice before following someone... But never think if it is about his friends. He can just kill them too. People mistake him as our boyfriend but nah! Never! He is a cute boy who is really happy bro zoned.

This group of friends is a family. Always present for everything. Our parents feel that our friends are the best. Once they meet them face to face.. Only you get your criticism and their praises. And as time passes.. Their family becomes your family. And this friends become your heartbeat while your family breath. Like if one is absent a person dies... Same case for me. I will always choose death over my family and friends. They are not blood related but I am ready to share any of mine if needed.... Such is my feelings. Well... I will tear this page and keep it in my secret box. This will all be revealed... Once I die. But don't worry about it... I am always there... 💜💜Like the colour purple... I am there for a long time beside everyone.

Thank you so muchhhhh for keeping my secrets diary.

Love you

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So this chapter is for all those people out there who are really my friend and life.  Dia_taetae
cutiesnehu
jimmyprotested29
Arundhati777
shasha0224
sisimaanu
Mohini_328
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Krishnavii
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And those who read my story... I am sorry I couldn't tag you guys but believe me I love you all the same