NOISE OF THE PAST- CHAPTER 15

Hello everyone… Thank you so so much for the comments on the previous chapter. Your love and support makes me feel amazing. So… The countdown has begun… Only five chapters are remaining after this… I am sorry in advance… If you don’t like it… I have already told before.. This one isn’t a typical love story… For those asking for Shravan’s point of view… I will try my best to give you all a bonus chapter from his POV. Silent readers.. There’s no reason for you to not comment… So please do comment… I am not sure that i would be able to finish this up by 31st dec or 1st jan… So now enough of my blabbering..here comes chap-15( P.S- its very short and may seem unimportant to you)

CHAPTER-15

So it is December now. Its a nice month you know? I like it. There’s a mood of celebration in the air. But I never get it, do we celebrate a great year that has gone by or await the interesting one which is coming our way?
I am in company of Mr. Shravan Malhotra.
Actually its a photo of him in my phone. He is flashing that cheeky smile of his. He is on the floor, looking up at me. I took this photo while we were returning back from a friend’s birthday party. There’s another photo of him. And here he is giving that typical Mr. Malhotra expression. It kills me yet again.

Okay, so I am planning something. Something which I guess would satisfy me? Its almost another year before I leave this place and I know what I am going to do. I am not sharing the plan right now. Com’on give me some time. I have to do it with great care. ‘I need to do something’, that’s all I know for now.

I keep my phone in my bag and leave the lake.
I am already late for my lecture. I rush to my class and take my seat. I don’t know why but the lecture doesn’t interest me. I mean it isn’t that it doesn’t happen very often but today my mind was not feeling bored, its just that it was occupied with something else.

I start drawing on my bench, thinking about my plan. I don’t want my timing to go wrong. I will have to wait for our graduation. I see that I have drawn an eye like always. I don’t know why, but the first thing I come up with to draw is an eye.

When the lecture gets over, its a relief for me. I start moving to the canteen to meet my friends as its recess now. I find that my friends have saved a corner table for us. The canteen is flooding with people and I just take a random look around. Just as I have taken my seat, I see him. He is talking to some ‘girls’. He doesn’t care that I am here and looking at him. He continues with his work. Had this been the situation two months ago, I would have felt attracted to his sight. I would have felt that urge again but right now all I feel is to get away from him anyhow. I don’t want to be near him. I convince my friends and we move out.

At times, I ask myself in the deepest parts of my mind, that was this man even worth it? Was he worthy enough for me show him my diary which had my feelings? Was he worthy enough to get my care? Was he worthy enough for me to dream about him? And last but not the least, was he worthy enough to be loved by me?