chapter 7
Divya, a school girl (Completed)
She said empathetically, âI can understand. I know you are a very studious and hardworking guy. She should not disturb you. But you know, I had to talk to you once for the sake of my friendship.âHe also said empathetically, âI can also understand that.âShe just said, doing formality, âSo, your answer is no?âHe said bluntly, âOf course, no.âVaishali - Okay, donât worry. I will tell her your answer. Donât worry, she will not disturb you again. I will try my level best to convince her to forget you.He said smilingly, âIf it happens, I will be very thankful to you for that.âShe smiled, turned around and came to me. I was all smiles to see her smiling face. Perhaps, she forgot to change her face. I asked her excitedly, âWhat did he say?â Perhaps, at once, she realized that she forgot to change her face. At once, she became serious and said, âDivya, you should forget him.âMy face fell. I sensed something was wrong, âWhat happened?âShe said, avoiding eye contact with me, âHe is not a nice guy. He doesnât deserve you.âNonplussed, I asked him, âWhat are you saying? Tell me na, what he said.âVaishali - Truth be told, you should not listen to what he said. Divya - But I want to listen to it!She said in a tone full of sympathy, âYou will not be able to listen to it. I request you not to ask me again and again.âI said, pressing her shoulders, âYou donât worry about me. I want to listen! Please tell me! I am a strong girl. I can tolerate anything.âShe lied to me, âOkay, if you want to listen, then listen. He said he can never love a mad girl like you!âI was stunned to hear that as if a nuclear bomb exploded on my head. A word escaped from my mouth, without my permission, âWhat!âShe said, giving me a penetrating look, âYes, he said literally that. These are the exact words he used.âI didnât even realize when I said, âWhy did he call me a mad girl? I am not mad. I am fully sane.âShe said, âI guess he hates you. Forget about him. I donât think you should waste time on him again.â I could not say anything after that. I fell into deep thoughts. Obviously, my heart was smouldering in pain. The next day, I took a leave from the school. Neither could I face Vaishali nor Nikhil. My brain fell into a depression kind of state. What to say of the state, it was in fact depression. The feeling of first time being rejected, the feeling of first time my ego being crushed and that also in front of my best friend was killing me. I wanted time to heal my injuries, at least a day. âHow will I show my face to Vaishali and Nikhil tomorrow? Donât know how he is going to react tomorrow? Vaishali will show sympathy towards me. I donât want to be sympathized. I want to stay away from all this. But itâs not going to be possible. I have to go to school tomorrow somehow. If I again take a leave then my parents will scold me.âMy mom noticed the darkness of sadness over me but neither she asked anything nor did she say anything. Just by looking at her eyes, I realized that she had come to know I was sad. But I always avoided eye contact with her. âIf my mom asks me anything, what will I say to her? I canât say anything to her. Itâs better not to make eye contact and stay in my room peacefully. When such things happen in oneâs life, it becomes very awkward to talk about these things to parents.âFor the whole day and night, my heart was burning in distress. I could not sleep for the whole night. The sun dawned. My mom started preparing breakfast for me. I knew she was going to pack my lunch also as I had to go to school. I didnât want to go to school again but I had no option. Had I said that I didnât want to go to school, my mom would have definitely asked me, âTell me your problem. I have been seeing you for the last twenty four hours, I know something is going amiss in your life.â And that would bring a very awkward situation for me. âSo itâs better for me to go to school silently.âMy mom handed me my lunch box. I silently put it into my bag and sat on my scooty, started it and reached the school. Till the end of the school, Nikhil didnât even look at me. It further broke my heart. The school bell rang and the school was over. Vaishali said to me, âLetâs go to the market for some time and eat burgers.âI said in a dull tone since I was not feeling good, âNo, I want to go home.â Vaishali - Hey, I know you are feeling bad. Letâs go. It will change your mood. Divya - No, I donât think so.She said in a bit rude tone, the undercurrent of the tone was very friendly, âLetâs go.â I could not say no this time. We started our scooties and headed for the market. While we were riding the scooties, she said to me, âDivya, look into the rear view mirror, boys are following you.âI looked into the rear view mirror and recognized the boys, âOh, they always follow me. I donât know what they get by following me.âShe asked me, âDid they ever try to talk to you?â I said, âNo.âVaishali - Have you ever given them a chance to talk to you? I said in a bit of an irritated tone, âOf course, not.âSilence ensued for a couple of seconds. She said, âDivya, I think you should give them a chance.â(It will be so nice of you, if you leave at least a single word comment and please don't forget to follow me and become my superfan. You will be able to read all the locked parts of all my series for free and you will also be able to chat with me and my superfans directly.)