"We are sorry Rohan. Really. We were just joking. Sid will do something soon. Don't worry." I heard this. I turned back. Rajeeve and Sid were standing with their serious face. I was angry with them but not that much so that I could not forgive. They said sorry and it was enough for me. I forgave them.
I tried controlling my emotions. I left the love part on destiny. It was difficult but I shifted my attention. I started attending classes. I joined two extra classes. I started going to the gym to kill time. And when I got some free time, I wrote. Still, in the lonely time I felt hurt. Almost one week had passed when I changed my routine. I was quite used to it now. But then, one day something happened.
It was around eleven at night. I just had my dinner with dad and was about to sleep when my cell phone started vibrating. I checked it. There was one unread message from an unknown number. It was just a normal good night message. I didn't care and put my cell phone beside my pillow and rested my head on that white colored pillow. But very soon, my phone vibrated again. I checked and found a different good night messages from the same unknown number. Still I didn't got much bothered. But the messages continued to come one after another. It was frustrating now. So I thought to call the person and give him/ her a full dose of gyaan. But as soon as it rang on the other side, someone cut the call. I called again but again the same result followed.
"Who is this?" Lastly I typed this short message and sent that onto that unknown number.
Soon my cell phone flashed once again. This was another text message from the same number. I opened it.
"Just another well wisher of your's. May be I am not so important for you, but you are important for well wishers like me." I read the message twice. What the heck was this? Who was this? May be one of my friend trying to play some prank on me, I thought. And the thought had a point. I too had done this before. But who? I got an idea to know the answer.
"I got you. So stop playing prank on me. Okay. Go and find other guy." I typed and sent, assuming that this was one of my friend on the other side.
"Oh really? You know who I am? But I bet. You don't actually. I am not your friend yet. But yes I want to be friend with you." I got the reply within next few minutes. As the person didn't have any work other than texting me. But I had. I had to get some sleep. So I ignored the message and put the cell aside. Tomorrow, I will find it out who was messaging me, I thought. And soon I dozed off.
Before completely going into the arms of sleep, I thought about my life, I thought about the accident which had happened when I was just a kid. I thought about my mother who left me alone when I was a kid. I thought about my dad who took care of me like a mother. I thought about school days and the day when I got drunk for the first time. I thought about my friends. I thought about my life. I thought about the emptiness of life. And then, I thought about Shreya. It was all okay till then. But suddenly, every thing reminded me of a very sweet and cute girl. My first crush or may be that was my first love. Yes, I thought about Anjali. The first girl who kissed me on the cheek. I smiled and at the same time I was amazed on my own sequence of thoughts. And the sleep took me in it's arms for next 9 hours.
Story continues......
I tried controlling my emotions. I left the love part on destiny. It was difficult but I shifted my attention. I started attending classes. I joined two extra classes. I started going to the gym to kill time. And when I got some free time, I wrote. Still, in the lonely time I felt hurt. Almost one week had passed when I changed my routine. I was quite used to it now. But then, one day something happened.
It was around eleven at night. I just had my dinner with dad and was about to sleep when my cell phone started vibrating. I checked it. There was one unread message from an unknown number. It was just a normal good night message. I didn't care and put my cell phone beside my pillow and rested my head on that white colored pillow. But very soon, my phone vibrated again. I checked and found a different good night messages from the same unknown number. Still I didn't got much bothered. But the messages continued to come one after another. It was frustrating now. So I thought to call the person and give him/ her a full dose of gyaan. But as soon as it rang on the other side, someone cut the call. I called again but again the same result followed.
"Who is this?" Lastly I typed this short message and sent that onto that unknown number.
Soon my cell phone flashed once again. This was another text message from the same number. I opened it.
"Just another well wisher of your's. May be I am not so important for you, but you are important for well wishers like me." I read the message twice. What the heck was this? Who was this? May be one of my friend trying to play some prank on me, I thought. And the thought had a point. I too had done this before. But who? I got an idea to know the answer.
"I got you. So stop playing prank on me. Okay. Go and find other guy." I typed and sent, assuming that this was one of my friend on the other side.
"Oh really? You know who I am? But I bet. You don't actually. I am not your friend yet. But yes I want to be friend with you." I got the reply within next few minutes. As the person didn't have any work other than texting me. But I had. I had to get some sleep. So I ignored the message and put the cell aside. Tomorrow, I will find it out who was messaging me, I thought. And soon I dozed off.
Before completely going into the arms of sleep, I thought about my life, I thought about the accident which had happened when I was just a kid. I thought about my mother who left me alone when I was a kid. I thought about my dad who took care of me like a mother. I thought about school days and the day when I got drunk for the first time. I thought about my friends. I thought about my life. I thought about the emptiness of life. And then, I thought about Shreya. It was all okay till then. But suddenly, every thing reminded me of a very sweet and cute girl. My first crush or may be that was my first love. Yes, I thought about Anjali. The first girl who kissed me on the cheek. I smiled and at the same time I was amazed on my own sequence of thoughts. And the sleep took me in it's arms for next 9 hours.
Story continues......
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