Hello to all the lovely people out there!! How are you all doing!?šāļø
i know its been a long time since I have written something, but i guess this is what happens when you get swamped with assignments...sigh!
Anyways, so here I am with another crazy story..yes, when I say crazy, I mean it!
...bear with me...and oh! look out for sentences in italics and within inverted commas, this might help!šš
Phantom!
This is so damn frustrating!!!
Why am I always considered to be the calm and compassionate personality? I don't think I give that impression to people, do I? Why can't I be angry!? Why does everybody think that I am bound the listen to them? Well, I am not. Not anymore. Because this is exactly what I have been doing throughout the years - being a friend in need! Be it my cousins or my friends - all I have to do is lend my ears, plaster a smile and conveniently tell them what they want to hear! Because the truth is what make girls cry their heart out, and I, for one, can't bear that! In my defence, I m not the consoling types!
And this is probably the first time I, Khushi Kumari Gupta, wish I had a sibling...someone who could guide me, someone who could listen to my endless chatter, someone who could bridge the gap between me and mum-dad...
You have me.
There, came the voice. I sigh!
Yes, of course I have him - always! The one who knows secrets that even my diary doesn't have access to, he is the one who accompanies me while I burn the midnight oil...err...study that is...the one whom I could rent all my frustration on...
"Don't u dare interrupt now!" I groaned. "Otherwise you wouldn't like to face the consequences,"
This is the most impudent I could get with someone, but I can say that to him right? After all, he is just a part of my subconscious mind, my best friend - Arnav!
I look at him and he smiles at me, his hands up in surrender.
Woah-woah- whoa! Pissed, are we?
"You have no idea." I say through my clenched teeth, as the cardboard box went flying from my bed to the adjacent wall, and crashes with the steel dustbin beside my bed, making a rather loud noise.
The shattering sound oddly sooths me, my anger.
I know he is watching me, with an amused or bemused expression, I can't fathom. But I decide to ignore him. With adrenalin pumping in my veins, I muster all the strength I could and aim the box towards the opposite wall, hoping that that this might help me rent out every ounce of anger and annoyance that I am barely able to conceal. After all, I don't wish to hear another round of lecture on how pointless and worthless this attitude is from my dear mommy...
But again, how on earth can I not be interrupted!??
Because the very next moment, I hear my mother screaming from downstairs! "KHUSHI!! WHATS THAT NOISE??"
Damn it! Even after bolting my door shut, and choosing a cardboard box for the minimum damage, mom seems to hear it!
I close my eyes, take a deep breath to calm my senses, and turn towards the door.
"IT'S NOTHING MA!" And I refuse to give any excuses.
As I turn around, I see him trying hard to suppress his laughter. The nerve of this guy! Here, I m burning with rage, and he finds it amusing!? So I throw the box on him. But man, he is fast - he ducks, and CRASH! The box hits my framed picture instead and suddenly I am thankful for choosing the cardboard box over a glass vase...
But then again, I caught a glimpse of his smiling eyes, and the relief subsided as my annoyance resurfaced.
"What's so funny??" I hissed.
He shrugged. It's just amusing to see you like this- the violent streak in u come alive! With that little nose of yours turning red with anger.
"Oh, shut the hell up! I am in no mood to listen to your crap about my red nose! And don't you dare act as if you are not aware of the reason behind it!"
At times like these, I wonder why can't I be the drama queen, break things away and let the world know that I am angry or hurt or whatever. But I know that I don't have it in me. I am not an imperious woman and I can't fake it as well.
As I plonked myself on my bed, tears slowly start cascading my cheeks. I roughly wipe them off with the back of my palm.
I hate crying, especially when I am angry!
He is there by my side in an instant, pulling me into his embrace.
Hush baby, there is no need to cry! Arnav said as I shed some more tears, but this time I make no attempt to wipe them. Instead, I snuggle more into the pillow beside me waiting for the silent sobs to subside.
"I don't understand what the problem is if I want to study in a better university! So what if I have to be on my own in the new big city? So what that I will be joining mid-session? When I am ready to overlook such issues, then why can't they? I am doing this for the past 4 month's Arnav, and I am tired of convincing them to decide against what they have in mind. Moreover, I m fed-up of hearing their reasons or rather call them lame excuses, for not letting me go! Ugh!"
I feel him rub soothing circles on my back as he allows me to let it all out. When he does not speak for a while, I look up to find him staring at the big family photo I had stuck on hand-made frame which I had once made for a stupid project on best outta waste'.
"Now say something, will you?" I poke him in the ribs. We both straighten up and he sighs.
What do you want me to say, Khush? I know you desperately want to hear that -don't worry, we'll somehow convince them and soon you will be off to Mumbai' but that's not happening! You need to understand their point of view, girl. You are their only child, their baby! How can you expect them to send you somewhere so far away where there is no one to watch your back!
"But till when Arnav!? They have to let go of me someday or the other, then why not now!??"
You are forgetting missy, you are going to be out of this city-in-the-middle-of-no-where, as you prefer to call it, after 2 years for your masters. And what's the hurry, you are barely 19!
I know that we can go round and round this all night long as neither one of us is going to back off from justifying our views. I roll my eyes at him and get off from the sofa to grab my books, after all I need to distract myself and for that matter I have a test coming up too.
I open my microbiology book only to be shut down by the annoying creature I call my friend. Sometimes it's hard to believe that he I just a filament of my imagination. But instances where my mum thinks I am a creep talking to myself provide the necessary reality check.
He looks at me challengingly and I raise an eyebrow in intrepidity.
"Shoot."
Restriction enzyme-
"Endonuclease and exonuclease"
For callus induction-
"auxin"
Categories of cell lines,
"Finite cell lines and continuous cell lines"
"My turn."
"Finite cell lines shows?"
Contact inhibition
"Functions of laminar air flow hood?"
To protect tissue culture from contamination and to protect operator from tissue culture.
He smiles at me and I smile back, pleased with myself.
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How dare he! How dare that bas***d Abhishek do as much as touch me!
I recall the unpleasant incident as I walk...err...stomp my way back home.
You ok?
"Fine!"
Hey! You did a fantastic job by twisting that idiots finger the other way round! Wow! I really doubt that the jerk will be able to wash his ass off for a week and he would think twice before crossing your path again.
As hard as I was trying to erase the ugly memory of that ass hole, Arnav's constant reminders weren't helping much. So I fisted my fingers around the tissue thus crumpling it into a ball and instinctively threw it behind me, completely forgetting the fact that there will be no one to doge it away.
But when I turned around, my jaw hung open and my mouth went dry.
Holey crow!! This can't be happening!
There stood a tall lean boy, clad in blue jeans and a cream Rugby T-shirt which hung over his broad chest thus highlighting the slight bulge if his muscles. Man! He looked so much like...
"Whoa! Whoa! Angry, are we?"
I blink at him, rooted at my spot.
"Well, you must be wondering who the hell I am, but let me assure you that I am no stalker. I just had to tell you that what you did over there was amazing, woman. That jerk wouldn't dare to cross your path again." Said the stranger as he looked at me with an amusing glint in his eyes.
And I gasped out loud. I know that look...that face...it's just like Aar-
"By the way, I am Arnav." he offers me his hand.
That's when I observe him closely. With his chiselled face and a great physique, he looked handsome no doubt. Still unable to tear my gaze away from him, I stood there like a dummy, staring at his outstretched hand. I was too shocked and bewildered to deliver something sane.
Suddenly he clears his throat and that seems to revive me to some extent.
"Umm...I assume that this is the moment where you are suppose to introduce yourself, isn't it?"
He gauges my expressions and looked a little...conscious?
I mentally smack myself. Of course he would be conscious you fool! The way you are gawking at him is barely civil AND the fact that you seem to have lost your tongue doesn't help either! Now say something!
"Khushi" was all I could squeak while I tentatively shook his hand. I could barely recognise my own voice! Wow, could this get any more embarrassing?
I am still unable to wrap my mind around the fact that he is real - flesh and blood! He takes my hand in a firm yet warm grip and smirks. I gasp again at the familiarity of it.
"So Khushi, you are B Tech 2nd year student- don't give me that look, I saw you exit the biotechnology department. I am doing aeronautics, 3rd year. I hope you don't mind if I join you, thanks. So yeah, what is your interest? Masters in clinical biotech or nanotechnology? Are you planning to do PhD? I personally..."
I barely pay attention to what he is saying as my eyes search for the one figure that appears out of thin air whenever I need him, but this time I find no one.
"Hey, you ok?"
I look up to find the stranger - Arnav, several paces ahead of me, staring at me questioningly. I didn't realise when I had stopped walking but I don't care right now. All I wish is to see him once. I close my eyes and callout to him.
Arnav!
I am right here baby, and will always be.
My eyes flew open and there he is as always, standing tall with a huge smile adorning his face. I smile too but then I see him pointing at something, rather someone behind my back and he winks at me. I wink back and turn around only to find Arnav looking at me. Just then I feel an unavoidable urge to look back, and when I do so, I find no one.
He is gone.
As I walk back to Arnav, my mind keeps recollecting the times when he has strived to keep his promise. And he has promised me that he will be there for me, always.
I look at the stranger walking beside me and he flashes that familiar smile at me and I can't help but return it with my characteristic one.
And then I know that he is keeping his promise.
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