N. 5 o'clock

I came out of the room, thinking that the anger must have settled by now, so there was no need for me. A little while later, I received a call saying I was rejected in Interview. I've heard that rejected people don't even get a call, so are they trying to hurt my feelings? Never mind, it's just a bad day. They called so quickly. I turned on the movie and started watching, then fell asleep. When I woke up, it was 5 o'clock, evening time. I went downstairs and saw my dad had arrived.

"Really, it's a bad day," I thought.

I went back upstairs to my room, but my dad called, "How are you, Beta?" I got really angry. I felt like telling him why he even came to ask me this. He left because they didn't have a son, and now he's back to meet me. I thought, at least now, maybe they won't fight, and there will be peace. But no, that didn't happen. Do they still meet? Why? Dad remarried.

Without replying, I went to upper stair, put on my earphones, and played loud music.

Sat outside. When she came outside and saw me sitting in the same spot, I looked at her, and then I was about to look away when She asked:

"What just went down?"

"Nothing."

Later, when She went downstairs and came back, She had two cups of tea and some biscuits in her hands. She offered them to me.

"I don't feel like it," I said, looking away.

She looked at me angrily and said, "Just drink it, I brought it for you."

She didn't ask, it felt like an order. I replied, "Maybe you could ask with a little more affection." I also said in a grumpy tone, "No." she said the same in that tone. I drank the tea, and it was good. Then She asked, "Now tell me, what happened?"

"Keep your distance," I replied.

She stood up and started to leave. I thought she would argue with me, but She didn't do anything. I understood, her day wasn't great either. A little while later, I heard Vishwas's voice. I knew I had to deal with this irritation today.

Vishwas was with a guy, and when my mom saw him, she started screaming. Vish said the guy was his driver.

Vishwas came in front of me and said, "Come on, I brought a date for you. Look, I'm the world's best friend."

"Are you asking me on a date?"

The guy came in front of me and said, "Hi, I'm Kailash." He looked good, but I wasn't interested in the date. I thought, let it be, I'll just refuse. Then Shraddha came, dressed in something different, not her regular suit, but jeans and a top. Black always suits everyone.

I asked, "Why is she dressed up?"

Vishwas said, "She's going on a date with me."

"What a silly idea! I don't want to go. Don't you have anything else to do?"

"Then let's exchange," Vishwas said laughing.

"Exchange? So you go on a date with me, and she goes with Kaila (Banana)...no... Kailash?" I asked.

"No, no," Vishwas said, still laughing.

"So she'll go with me, and you'll go with Shraddha? this a friend's date. No love date. How's that? By the way, Kailash is my school friend. He called me, and I went to meet him. He looks pretty good, right?"

Shraddha asked, "Let's go already! You know you don't want to, but do we have any interest in this either? We're trying to make you happy."

I replied, irritated, "Look at Madam's favor."

Kailash said, "By the way, if you guys are free, why not go on a trip? How about Pune? We can go see Shaniwar Wada? What do you say? I really want to eat Bhakarwadi from Karachi Mart."

I stood up and said, "Kailash, your idea is good."

Shraddha said, "I don't want to go. I don't have much, can't paint, and don't have enough money to pay rent."

Vishwas said, "So when will I come to your help? I'm the world's best person."

Kailash kicked Vishwas. "I'm here too."

Vishwas said, "Wait! You don't even know how to treat a girl properly."

"You and a girl?" Kailash asked.

"Yes, I'm that delicate," Vishwas said in a girl's voice.

I was thinking, what cartoons are these friends of mine. Shraddha started laughing. Everyone came forward in 2 hours. My mom still disagreed, but she kept shouting, and I wasn't listening anymore.

The trip was being planned, and everyone was sharing their bags. Kailash asked Shraddha, "Should I keep your bags?"

I noticed I was about to sit in the car when Kailash came and sat next to me. I didn't want to sit with Kailash. I don't know why I was angry, so I sat ahead, and Shraddha sat with him.

Kailash asked, "Shraddha, I have no idea about painting, but I'm a singer. Let me sing a song for you, and you can feel the pain."

He started singing "I'm in Love. (I'm in love by KK)" Shraddha started clapping, and Vishwas was driving.

Vishwas said, "I didn't know you still sing."

Kailash said, "Yes, I do."

Shraddha clapped and said, "You sing really well." I was irritated with anger, it wasn't that great.

I said, "This is really out of tune."

"Come on! man, he sings well. What talent do you have anyway?" Shraddha shot back.

I get seriously pissed off listening to them. I get so mad listening to them. The constant chatter is like a bad music playlist on repeat, and my frustration's about to hit max volume. At this point, I'm ready to hit the "mute" button on everyone around me.