1 - Reunion of souls

Dear diary, I know you're fed up of me after all these years. But, you know you're the only one who listens to me without any complaints. So, here I'm back to you again with my not so interesting stuff to share with you.  

Today I would have almost murderer my friend ishani. Shocking, right? Then what else I would have done? She shared my drabble on her stupid social media account. You knew how personal it is to me, right? For her good fate, she got saved today. 

Well, other than that, today is just like every other day and nothing interesting happened. Okay, now you might be laughing at me thinking when does anything interesting happen in my life. Fine, you're allowed to laugh then. Cause that's what everybody around me does, tagging my life as boring. 

But, you know what, I love this boring life of mine. It is so peaceful and I just can't think of getting out from it. 

Okay, fine. I'm not going to make you bore with my philosophies. 

Will get back to you again tomorrow, 

Love, Roli. 

I closed my diary and safely kept it in the drawer of my desk. I got up from the chair and walked to the bed to get a good sleep.

At early morning the next day, while I'm still in sleep, my phone started ringing, disturbing me. 

"Hello.." I answered in half sleep. 

"Roli, wake up and get ready" ishani almost shouted, making my ears bleed. 

"It's sunday" I said if in case she forgot and might be thinking to go to office. 

"I know baba. But, today we have gathering of our school friends. Be ready soon. I'm coming" she said in a hurry burry. I could guess she must be getting ready for the gathering. 

Hanging up the call, I lazily sat up on my bed. Why can't these people let me sleep even on Sunday? 

I went to fresh up myself and got ready, though reluctantly. I'm really not at all interested in the gathering. But, ishani won't let me go without joining it. And the same is happening now. 

Dressing up, I turned around to look myself in the mirror. I'm surprised at my own behavior. For I have never bothered about how I'm looking and would like to go with the flow. 

However, something felt pleasantly strange today as I'm being a bit extra cautious on my looks. Then I looked at the red kurti that I'm wearing at present. 

"Red defines love. And the girl, who wears red, looks lovely" 

Suddenly, his words rang in my mind. As I thought about him, my cheeks slightly turned red. 

He, siddhant bhardwaj, my classmate since I was a kid. Having known him for ages, I had barely talked a few words to him in all these years. Don't think me as an attitude girl for not talking to him. It's just that I can't find my voice whenever he would be around me. It's an entirely different kind of feel that I felt to go near him, let alone talking to him.

I can find myself smiling like an idiot just by thinking about him like I always do. He has that special thing to make me forget myself.

I still really can't understand why I feel in this way for him. I sometimes thought I'm like every other girl who is infatuated by him. But, unlike those girls, i just can't look at him directly.

And now when it's been six years since I've seen him, I'm wishing to get a chance to see him again, every second. 

The least bit of interest, if I have any, to join the school gatherings, then it is because of him. Hoping he would come and I could see him. 

Every time I had wished for it, only disappointment welcomed me. After completing twelfth standard with us here, he left to abroad for his higher studies. And never returned in these six years that had passed. 

And like every year, this time too, my heart started wishing for him to come. Though I know it won't happen, I can't help my heart from wishing it. 

After checking on myself in the mirror for one last time and wondering why I'm even doing that, I quit my room. Reaching the hall, I find ishani chatting with maa.

"Come back soon" maa reminded as we prepared to leave. 

After a few minutes of drive, we reached the resort, where the gathering is being held. 

Standing before it, a pleasant feel occupied my heart and I can't figure it out why. 

"Let's get in" ishani returned, parking her scooty and led the way ahead. 

Amost all of our classmates have reached and gathered at a poolside. 

"Roli!" One of my classmates rushed towards us as we walked in. 

Smiling at her, we reached them when my eyes subconsciously fell on a person. 

I'm not sure if I'm daydreaming. But, I saw him, siddhant. He is right in front of me. I stood in shock, unaware of my surroundings. 

He then casually turned to look at us. My eyes promptly gazed down, unable to meet his. Though I can't see, I can still feel his gaze on our direction. Or more precisely, on me! 

I felt like hitting my head for the thought. Whatever, I'm still not able to raise my head to look at him. 

Then I thought I have almost lost my mind when I felt like he is walking towards us. But, my heart is too adamant to be practical at a time like this and it has started its work of making me feel butterflies inside. 

"Oh my god! Sid!" Suddenly, ishani shouted in joy. 

Oh, he is really present here. I'm not daydreaming. Ishani's shouting made me clear of the thought. And with this, the tickling in my stomach increased even more. 

"You are still not get over with your habit of shouting" I heard his voice, finally after what felt like an eternity. His voice is still as magical as ever. 

"Come on, I'm excited to see you after so long" ishani retorted for his teasing. 

"Then let me tell you, you are over excited" he continued to tease ishani. And I agree with him on this point, ishu is indeed over enthusiastic sometimes. 

"Arey roli, I read the drabble you wrote. It's so amazing" Rohan, one of my classmates, joined us and said. My head immediately shot up as I heard the word 'drabble'. 

Without looking at siddhant, I turned to ishani, who is giving a sheepish smile at me. How badly I want to kill this girl for making my personal thing public. 

"Drabble.." I heard siddhant's voice. Nervously I turned to look at him. He seems to be thinking about something. And I lost in him, forgetting everything else. 

"I think I've read it" I swiftly brought back from my dreamland as he said those words. 

I watched him hesitantly. While his eyes fixed on me. I looked away, without being able to look at him anymore. 

God! He read it! Did he understand it is for him? If he did, how he would react? Lots of thoughts crossed my mind. 

Others might not understand but, him. I've added a line in that, which only we both know about. Did he realize it? Or not? 

No, roli.. relax. He probably have not even remembered that. Then how could he have realized it.

I tried to comfort myself as I looked away from him. At one side, I want him to realize it. But, on the other, I'm afraid of his response. If it's rejection, then it would kill me. 

Collecting all the courage I have, I slowly turned to look at him. The next moment, I'm surprised. 

His soft gaze on me, made me feel elated. But, I don't understand what it is for and why he is looking at me in that way, which he never did till now. 

The gaze told me something that I'm unable to figure out yet. Neither of us said a word. 

It felt like our souls are being communicating as we watched each other in silence. 

I can go on with this silence for ever but, not with his rejection.