Dear Diary,
I know you might be thinking that why am I taking trouble to write at this hour. But I have a confession to make and I can't hold it in for long. You know, you are my best friend as you have been hiding my secrets well all these years. Secrets which nobody knows not even my close ones. Here's another secret for you which I have been dying to tell.
Do you remember Shaurya my college friend ? Of course, you do!
Well, the thing is, I don't want to admit it but I think I am in love. I know that when I speak of love, it appears as a superficial feeling to you but this time you would feel downhearted, for me. Why ?
Because I fell in love with my best friend, Shaurya. Is it good or bad, I am no one to decide.
For love happens, unplanned, unanticipated.
You know what's the best part about him. He, himself.
When I look at him, my heart creates fascinating words. His eyes are alluring, it makes me want to swim deeper. His physique sculpted perfectly. His nose sketched with precision. His chiselled face makes me want to kiss on his cheeks. His thin, messed up hair. Likewise, I would go on and on. It's as if I love everything about him. Actually, I do !
Yes, buddy! You are right!
Aasha loves Shaurya!
I played the FLAMES game and guess what came!
Marriage ! Yippee ! fingers crossed!
I know it's insane but can't help it. This is the first time I got marriage in flames. Jokes apart, well, now when you know that I have feelings for him. I hope you encourage and support me in this battle between friendship and love.
May the best win!
It's 2:28 a.m. I must sleep now.
good night "
The book closed and I took a decision, to leave behind the past and begin the new chapter. No matter what people are going to say, I don't care. I am going to confess him tomorrow when we meet.
"Hey Aasha" Shaurya said
"You look pretty"
"Thanks" I blushed
( Conversation continued...)
While having snacks...
"I loved that movie!" He said
"Me too!" I exclaimed
"You know what"
"Yes" He said
"I like someone " I said
"Oh, great, I suppose it's my brother ?" He giggled
"No, perhaps someone else"
"Ohh... who is that miserable guy ?" He chuckled
" Shaurya!!! " I sniffed
"Acha, fine, tell me now" He said
"The guy's name starts from 'S' ! "
"Sarthak?" He asked
"No!"
" Sanket?, umm, no wait, Saahil? Siddhanth?" He continued guessing
"No, no, no ! " I disapproved
"Then who else? "
"I think you are playing a prank with me" He said
"Look at me, do you really think I ain't serious?"
"It's quite puzzling to me" He said
"The guy is sitting right in front of me" I blurted out
"You mean..."
" Me?" He asked, utterly shocked, his face turning pale.
"Yes"
"Shaurya..."
"I love you"
" Shut up!! " He yelled
He pushed away the chair and said,
"Listen Aasha, If it's a joke, then I shall forgive you but if it's not then our friendship is over"
Anger was painted on his face.
Ignoring my requests, he walked away.
People present at that moment stared at me. Whispering among themselves about us. A hot topic of discussion had started.
I looked down. Deeply upset with all that had occurred.
My hands began to tremble, sweat trickled on my brows, eyes teary.
A conflict going on in my mind by the sudden change of events.
I wish I never spoke of my feelings but I did and now nothing could be fixed like before.
Why was all this happening to me ?
No one had an answer.
It's a known fact that expectations kill ! No wonder people keep repeating the words,
"Don't expect too much"
Last night, I did. The situation was delicate now.
I looked at the phone buzzing. It was his phone. He forgot to pick it up while leaving. The caller id showed the face and name of the person.
"Ridhima"
( To be continued ... )
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