Dear Diary: AR FF - Part 1

Hello everyone! My name is Aditi :) This is my second attempt to write a FanFic, so please do criticize and leave comments. I will really appreciate it. If for some reason, you don't like this side of Riddhima, please do tell me and I will change it right away! Thanks and Take Care! BTW – I plan to introduce the other characters in the next Diary post…

April 12

Dear Diary,

I don't know whether I should be nervous or what because today's my first day as an intern at Sanjeevani, which means even more responsibilities.

Ever since the age of 2, I always had to be the more responsible and quiet one whereas Anjali got to be the more modern, laid-back type. For some reason, papa always expected more from me no matter what. If only I could show the real Riddhima – the Riddhima who was the most talkative and annoying person you would have met, but only on the inside.

Whenever somebody was saying something, I was always having the urge of at least saying a word to get my two cents in, but I always held back. If I spoke, people would think I am the less mature and the more kiddy type.

You see, I've always had this inner person telling me to just shut up and listen. But see, there are benefits. I always get to know on all the secrets because people know I won't tell anyone. I never speak. The only words I've practically said all my life is yes and no.

I don't know why I'm writing right now for the first time in my life, but I just had to because sitting here in my dad's hospital, Sanjeevani, is making me really bored. I don't know why but I wanted to be early just to show how responsible I was. See, I'm no type of innocent and bholi-bhali because that is simply crap. Do you really want to know why I am here? I am here because I believe I will find my true love. You must be wondering what kind of nonsense I am speaking, but that is the truth. I've always believed that you always find your true love in either Med School or at your internship.

OMG…people have started to arrive. I better stop writing now because if I continue, the other interns will think I'm some type of geek or nerd who loves to write. LOL! That is so the opposite of me, well, at least I think so.

So bye for now :)

Yours truly,

Riddhima 😊

April 12

Dear Diary,

Right when I walked in the doors of Sanjeevani, I noticed this simple girl in a salwar suit who was writing in a notebook or diary. I still can't believe it. Though, right when she saw me, she put it away.

I am writing from my usual spot – the bathroom. You know, I probably wouldn't be the same hot and dashing Armaan if people found out that I write in a diary.

Though, I do have to say that the girl in the salwar suit was cute. The way she put her notebook or diary was just so chweet. OMG – What am I saying? I don't find girls in salwar suits cute – I find girls in modern dresses cute.

Back to why I write in a diary. I started writing in my own diary ever since I lost my childhood love – Sunaina. When she moved back to Australia, it broke my heart. I was ten years old. Since then I've kept my writing a secret.

When I go out, you know, the first thing I will see is which girls walk in, so I can check them out. Okay so now that I think about it, I practically know nobody here, and it's kind of getting weird.

I'm outside of the bathroom now because what if somebody comes in and sees a twenty-seven year old writing in his diary. How embarrassing would that be?

Since it's really early, nobody is really here.

The only person I see is that girl in the salwar suit who keeps on making occasional glances at me, but she can't see my diary. All she can see is my face. Though, how weird is that she keeps on looking at me? What if I just stare back at her and we start a staring competition! Wouldn't that be fun?

Anyways, I see this guy coming in. Let me ask him if he knows wherever we are supposed to report to.

You have fun. I'll see you in a while, LOL, I'll write in you in a while. Even that sounds weird.

So, Bye for now!

Yours truly,

Armaan 😊