The Feeling Pen

Aunty came early at home, Netra immediately messaged me to come right away. I sensed that very moment that something must have happened. While I came in, She was sitting on the sofa and it seemed as if she were waiting for me only. Her grey eyes expressed displeasure. She spoke with a voice full of authority. "Listen Chakshu, I have come to know everything about Netra and Laksh." "This evening when I came back, My driver said that he had seen her with a boy elder to her trying to hold her by the arm as if persuading her to do something in the lobby." She said "So you Know" I sighed "Yes, Do not Interrupt while I am speaking" She scolded "Although I did not believe in his words but at home when she had gone to bathroom, the same guy had messaged her on whats app" "I read all the conversations between them" "I want to know that if you knew everything about this then why didn't you tell me? Even whe

I looked at her. She appeared to be like a withered flower that had lost its fragrance. When I asked her what was the matter she gestured with her eyes that she was broken. Well, you must be wondering who I am talking about. It's my friend Netra. A sweet, sensible, bubbly girl. She didn't have many friends but she was happy that she had me as her bestie since childhood. Well, we lived in the same building plus we were also neighbors so it was natural that we had a close emotional bond.  But looking at her that way, I was deeply sad. I felt that somebody had broken a piece of my heart.  Hurting her meant inflicting pain on me too. We were after all more than friends.We were like sisters, at times fighting like cats but also protective of each other if someone tried to harm us. The evening passed away painfully but she was reluctant and didn't not respond to my plead. After much thought and waiting, I called Laksh. "Hello, Is this Laksh speaking?" I

"You know what Aasha, you don't love him, in fact you want intimacy, that passion in your love life which you had with Deepak" Mitali said, trying to convey me. "That's not true!!" I exclaimed "Who else knows you better than I ?" Mitali frowned "Well..."  "Do you really think I don't love him?" I asked "Of course, you dont buddy ! It's nothing but only the post break up phase you are going through" "Anybody can tell looking at your face that you feel dejected, that you want someone." "Because you were used to talking to only that significant other. You shared every little detail with him.Your identity was solely connected with him and now everything's gone so you are not able to cope up, that's it !" Mitali said "But Mitali, even if you are right, why do I feel so much attached with him? If I desperately wanted somebody I would have either patch up with De