Twenty Years later, 2011
Beep brr beep brr…
There goes my phone, staring
at the phone; a smile appears on my face.
Text message from Shreya
“What happened? Why no
replies?”
And the smile stretches.
Isn’t this the story with
every guy?? By know you must be thinking that she is my girlfriend and etc.
I won’t blame you guys; there
is lot of Bollywood running through us. She is my best friend, and I love
irritating her. So this was one of my ways to do so, I wanted to write and so I
shut my phone for a while. But I won’t disappoint you by telling that I don’t
have feelings for her.
“Nothing was caught up with
something, what you doing?”
Delivered to, Shreya.
That makes my day, every time
I am down, and this point of time I did need this text. It is nothing new, a
guy falls in love with his best friend. The same love bug had bit me, but yes
unlike the other guys who are scared to tell the girl, I did tell her that I
have feelings for her.
Beep brr beep brr...
“what something?”
“Cleaning my room, not like
you who keeps it dirty :P “
Delivered to, Shreya.
It’s been two months since I
told her, and after that there was a lot drama, but eventually I convinced her
that my feelings aren’t going to affect our friendship and we’ll be friends for
life, nothing else.
We
guys always end up falling for the wrong one, and when we fall for the right
one, it’s just the wrong timing. Damn! I mean listen to this. Shreya and I
studied together in school till class 4 and then she left school, and she came
back again in class 7, she left again. I had no clue where and how she was
until two years back, I met her on Facebook, and we started chatting, then
slowly texting and then slowly that turned to calls and that still goes on. I
had never thought I’d ever know a girl so well, keeping in mind how difficult
it is to understand them. I had gone through a break up a few months before I
got in touch with her, and she was on the verge of one. Initially all I was
looking for was a person whom I could talk to, talking for me is like John
Abraham or Sonam kapoor trying to act. Seriously it isn’t something I am proud
of. When the days turned to weeks, and the months to a year, it’s only then I
realised how close we had got. In that
year, we shared our aspirations, what we liked, what we didn’t and so on. It
turned out to be the same. Like I love Chinese food, and so does she, (I know
half the world does!) don’t pull me on that, then we like reading, we like sad
songs, the old melodies of Bollywood, I really don’t know what fusion music is
but all I know is I like it when I listen to it, so does she. I mean the list
goes on. Cooking is something I like to do and baking is
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