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I was bored of doing work so wrote this quick OS...hope u all will like it😳
Journey
"How was your first day, darling?" "Was okay." "Made any friends?" he asked, taking her into his arms. "Well yeah; my class mates are all nice. They were nervous just like me." she laughed. "See! I told you naa.." "Okay, now please don't start bragging on about it." she rolled her eyes. He just laughed at her antics; she so much reminded him of her mother. "Oh God! I love you so much, princess." he pressed a kiss to her temple. "Good, now you're taking me out." she giggled jumping away from him. "And Love you too, Papa!" she squealed as she ran up the stairs.
He smiled watching her being so full of life. Yes, he felt bad, he couldn't always give her his time. He came home from a tired day of working and her being energetic all the time, he did have to let her down many times not being able to match it; but she was his life, his sunshine which would brighten up his day, and sweeten up his mood with her talks. Her mother had named her so right,' he thought, "Madhubala, my Sweet Girl."
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There. Again I saw him staring at me. Should I go and ask him to stop? Why is it that everyday he would look at me, whenever i got on and off the bus. Even at school i have spotted him a few times. Did he want something from me? Should i tell Papa? No. I'll ask him myself, but what if he does something to me? I gasped mentally, kind of scared from him now. Oh Shut up Madhu! He is just an 8th grader, just a year older to you! What possibly could he do to harm you?
Thinking for a brief second, i made up my mind. I might regret it later but then the chances of not regretting it were equally as high. I went, and sat next to him.
"Hey!" I said in my usual cheering voice. He looked at me confused, as if making up his mind if i was even talking to him. I chuckled making him go red, which just made me laugh more. "I've seen you looking at me." i said once i calmed down. "Err..well..i am sorry." he mumbled, embarrassed. "It's alright. I am Madhu," i introduced myself. He smiled softly; by CouponDropDown" style="border: none !important; display: inline-block !important; text-indent: 0px !important; float: none !important; font-weight: bold !important; height: auto !important; margin: 0px !important; min-height: 0px !important; min-width: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important; text-transform: uppercase !important; text-decoration: underline !important; vertical-align: baseline !important; width: auto !important; background: transparent !important;">hairs
falling onto his forehead. "Rishabh."
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We had become friends since that. Would meet one another every single day, to and from school. Always together, sometimes we would even meet on the weekends. Slowly, he was becoming my closest friend after Papa. And then after about a year, we both knew that we were best friends.
We stayed the best of friends till the end. Till his last day of Grade 11. That was the stage everyone would be leaving High School. "You Okay?" he had asked. "What do you think.." i said as fresh tears escaped my eyes. I Hated the fact that he would be leaving me. "I don't even understand why you are crying for. It's not like i am leaving." "Yes you are! It's your last day!" "So? Madhu i will continue studying here! At the school's college.." he nearly screamed. Seeing in what condition i was, he had taken me into his arms, holding me tight, assuring me he wasn't leaving.
We spent the first part of summer together that year at his relatives place in the countryside. Life was going as usual, but I started realising that I might had started to like him. I told myself no, kept telling it to myself. For heaven's sake, he was my best friend! I couldn't like him, it would mean i was risking my years long friendship with him for some unsure feelings. I couldn't do that to us.
The rest of summer, Papa had gotten me tickets to go visit my Mom, who lived in another country. Even then we kept in contact, but every single time i talked him, i would feel something. Which just caused me to back off a little. Keep some distance to get my feeling under control.
That new school year when i got back me and him fought. Fought bad. That bad that i didn't see nor talked to him for a week. Then he came to me, i knew he wanted to apologise, but it went all down the drain. We both started to yell at one another, till that point where he yelled, " I should have never stayed at this damn school! The only reason I stayed was for you, you were the reason! My love for you was the reason! And I regret that decision!" That had struck deep. He was supposed to be my best friend right?
After a moment of silence, he looked at me, realising what he had just said out of anger. "Madhu.." he whispered, regret clearly written over his face. "Don't. Just don't! You know what I regret? I regret liking you! Maybe even loving you too! But you don't deserve it." I cried running away from there. I know he had told me he loved me, but i felt like he blamed me, to not being able to go somewhere where he wanted to.
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"Papa?" "hmm?" he hummed asking me whilst stroking my hair as i lay in his lap. He knew i was upset, that's why he wasn't asking anything. "How do you know Love is true?" "You know, everyone always wants to know, when one can tell that it's true love. The answer is: When he makes you feel special just being there next to you or when it pains so much that it doesn't fade easily."
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A few months afterwards he had apologised, requesting to have his best friend back. Would that happen? I didn't know but i forgave him because Papa had told me once that when you hold a grudge, you want someone else's sorrow to reflect your level of hurt but the two rarely meet, therefore we should just let go and move on.
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Two years later and we couldn't get back to that best friend stage anymore. We were friends but not what we used to be. I knew that those damn feeling would end up me loosing my best friend. And we both did. This might have been love, friendship, us growing up, but the truth was we both learnt so much, that we were great-full to each other for being the best friend and first love to one another. The only regret is that it had to end this way...Otherwise it was a fantastic Journey.
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Now Don't go all Bloody Murder on me people😆
I knw it's not a happy ending but believe me...i was first planning to kill him off, but then i though lets just scrape that😆 Ni i know you would have loved that 🤣
Anyways if you lot want a part 2 to this i will give one as i have something in mind..but if u lot think it should end here then that is fine by me too, your decision people!😃
Shiv Shakti
