A very happy new year guys… Hope you had fun on new year’s eve. Lots of love to all my readers… Coming to this chapter… This is very short..but important.. So i guess that i have given you two reasons to read it. Comments are going down again and i hate to say it that it does frustrate me. See i want that either you be a part of my story throughout..or you don’t be. Straight and simple. I am not being rude. I understand that some of you have really important and serious reasons..and i totally understand and accept that… But others…huh… I am telling you all right now..that only last 4 chapters are left… So please be regular and do a favour on me.
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CHAPTER-17
Its jolly January now. New year’s eve was a blast. I had fun with Ananya. The ‘urge’ was there at its most. Somebody did look good and I must say ‘very happy’ in light green shirt and jeans. I just wish even I could leave behind everything. Anyway!
So, today is the day when I talk to Mr. Malhotra. Huh! Let’s get ready.
I put on a red shirt and black jeans. And as a routine, I tie my hair in a ponytail and apply some gloss to my lips. This is me and I won’t change for anyone. Anyone.
After I finish with my lectures, I try and find him. I wonder where he would be. Finally I do. He is near court. He is wearing bright red shirt and olive pants. I hate that shirt colour. I hate it. Its too bright. Anyway, like other things I have got to deal with it.
I start walking in his direction. He sees me and thankfully doesn’t run away like he does mostly.
” Can we talk? Before you give me that bored expression, let me tell you, its important.” I justify before he even asks me to. His expression makes me want to go back. Even if a person hates you, he would have little interest in what you have got to say. At least he would say like, ‘ what rubbish are you talking!’. But this person in front of me is from other planet itself. He has no interest. Like zero interest. Calm down Suman. You need to get through this.
” So where shall we go?” I ask.
” Lake?” Good choice.
” Yeah let’s go.” I happily agree.
We reach the lake in five minutes. The view is as usual breath takingly beautiful.
We settle in our usual place.
” So, do you have a girlfriend? ” I ask surprising him.
He doesn’t reply so I repeat my question.
” Yes.” He replies. Okay.
No expression from my side.
” Have you got an email Id?” Oh I forgot to tell. Mr. Malhotra hasn’t got an email Id. He is not on any social networking site and he thankfully has a phone which is able enough just for calling and receiving calls. My poor luck. Huh.
He shakes his head. I knew that.
” Do you remember I created one for you?” I ask again. Its like a question and answer round between me and him.
He shakes his head again. Its irritating me. How he can’t speak up.
” Will you please use your mouth to speak? I guess you have got a voice.”
“Okay.” He says.
“Well let me remind you. It was shravan1902@gmail.com. ”
” Yeah I remember now. ” sigh
” Good. The password?” I ask with a hope.
” No I don’t.” Really? He has got the memory of an Alzheimer’s patient.
” Okay. You will figure it out when the time comes.” He raises his eyebrows at me.
” That’s it. Done.” I get up to leave. I am sure he would be hell confused.
I start moving. But then I remember something so I turn back. I see him facing the sun.
” Hey Shravan! ” I shout.
He turns towards me and the setting sun is looking like a crown on his head.
” Choose wisely.” I say and start moving to my den.