Vishkanya 2nd August 2016 Written Episode Update

Episode 2:

In the evening I reached the college before 6.30
but was hiding near a tree and was waiting.
She called me up at 6.30 but I didn’t answer.
About 15 mins later she came out and was waiting
near the entrance. It was around 7.15, I went
there and she saw me as if she’s gonna smolder
me to flames. “I’m very sorry, I had a flat tyre
and I had to get it fixed and that was the reason
for the delay” saying this I handed over the
record book and said, “Thanks a bunch and I’m
extremely sorry for the delay in returning the
record as well as for making you wait for such a
long time”
She grabbed the record from me and started
walking without saying anything. I started my bike
and went near her and said, “Come I’ll drop you
home, it’s dark” She walked hastily towards an
auto rickshaw coming towards us. She hired the
auto rickshaw and got into it. I followed her;
after sometime the auto rickshaw stopped she got
down and asked, “Why are you following me?”
I said, “It is my fault and I’m responsible for your
safety, its dark and the area is lonely; no street
lights too. How can I trust a stranger and send
you in an auto rickshaw? Come with me or if you
prefer the auto rickshaw, you can go but I’ll
follow you till you reach your place to ensure you
reach safely” and smiled. She went to the auto
rickshaw, paid him and came and sat on my bike. I
started the bike and she kept giving me
instructions as “left, right, and straight” she
didn’t speak anything except this. After 30 mins
she said, “Stop” near a ladies hostel. I asked, “Oh
you stay in a hostel, which is your native, where
are your parents? As soon as I stopped she got
down and
walked off without saying anything. I went home
and told my Mom all that happened today. My Mom
said, “Poor girl, she must be feeling home sick and
that’s why is always sad. Food is not good in some
hostels and that could also add up to her sadness”
I said, “Yeah Mom, maybe that’s the reason she is
always sad. Mom, please prepare my favorite Poori
tomorrow for breakfast and pack it for her too
mom. She said, “Okay, I’ll do it” The next day I
went to her and said, “Hi” and placed the lunch
box in her desk and said, “My mom prepared Poori
today; it’s my favorite so I got it for you too.
Have it during the break” I didn’t wait for her
response and went to my desk.
In the evening I found the box in the place where
I placed it, she didn’t take it too. I felt bad, I
troubled my Mom and if I take it back home she’ll
feel bad too. I didn’t want to waste it so I took it
home and put it in the microwave and had it and
told my mom what happened. She said, “It is okay,
never mind, maybe she didn’t like poori that’s why
she didn’t eat” I said, “I think she didn’t even
open the box mom”. She said, “It’s okay, leave it”
I didn’t stop bringing food for her from my home.
Every day I used to give her a box. She didn’t
touch it at all. One day, I checked her date of
birth with the class rep and found that she was a
year and three months younger to me (I missed a
year when I was studying 4th standard due to
chicken pox) and her birthday is a week ahead.
There was a good practice in our class and it is we
used to collect 25 bucks from everyone in the
class every month and celebrate our classmate’s
birthday. It was the activity that excited
everyone. On her birthday, before she could come
I placed a gift on her desk. When she saw the gift
she was surprised and was wondering if it was for
her. I went to her desk and said, “Happy
birthday. This is my birthday gift for you” She
didn’t even open it but threw it on my desk and
saying, I don’t like gifts and I don’t have to take
anything from you. Being insulted in front
of the class I felt as hamed and walked to my
desk. I was very disappointed by her behavior; yet
I couldn’t hate her because I had a soft corner
for her. I didn’t stop bringing food for her even
after this incident and as usual she did not take
it. I liked her but not her behavior. Though
initially it was the challenge that made me talk to
her but now there was an unusual feeling that
made me cling on to her and fight for her
friendship. About a fortnight passed and to my
surprise, one day the box I gave her was empty. I
was very happy and asked her if she liked the
food. She said,
“Yes, it was nice. Thanks” The next day during
lunch break I asked her, “Shall I join you for
lunch?” She said, “Okay” and we occupied a table.
I grabbed her box and pushed my box to her and
said, “Lets exchange our lunch today” before she
could refuse I opened the box and started eating.
You know it was sick and I felt like saying yuck;
but since she’ll feel bad I said, “Hmmm tastes
good henceforth we’ll exchange our lunch, okay”
She didn’t say anything but started to eat.
I asked, “How is it? She said, “Very tasty” I
continued, “my mom prepares tasty food; I love all
the dishes she prepares and I asked, “How about
you?” Her face turned pale and few tear droplets
fell from her eyes on the table. She was
struggling to pretend as if she was not crying and
without finishing her lunch she left the place. I
thought she was missing her parents and I felt
bad that I reminded her of them. The boy who
placed the bet came and asked, “How did you
befriend her? Oh, I failed the bet” I said, “Never
mind about the bet, I just took it because the
challenge was interesting and not for money”
I went to her desk, returned her lunch box and
said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t
mean to hurt you” She said, “It is okay” and
started to write some record. I left the place in
dismay. At home during our dinner I told my mom
about her. My dad said, “Arjun, bring her home
one day, poor little girl she must be missing her
parents”
I said, “But she doesn’t speak with anyone dad,
anyway I’ll invite her” My dad said, “Invite her
for your birthday”
I said, “Hmm, that’s a good idea dad” Turning
towards my mom I said, “Mom, her hostel food is
sick; please pack an extra box of lunch for her
every day. At least she’ll have one good meal a
day” She said, “Okay. Check what she likes, I’ll
include in the menu and prepare it frequently”
My parents were my friends and I used to discuss
everything with them;
there was nothing that I hid from them. My sister
Adithi was also my best
friend. She’s studying in the 8th standard and I
used to help her out in
her studies, record works, sports, assignments
etc. As days passed on Nethra and I become
friends and we used to have lunch together every
day. I was the only person she would talk to
among all the other students in the class. She
never spoke anything else other than studies. Our
1st semester got over and a month’s winter
vacation was
announced. Everybody had planned something or
the other for the vacation.
I asked her, “Nethra when are you leaving to your
native?” She said, “I’m gonna stay in the hostel”
Perplexed I asked, “It is a month’s vacation and
you were feeling home sick you can spend some
time with your parents”
Her face turned gloomy and said, “No, I’m not
going” and she left the place.
I told my Mom about her vacation plans with utter
displeasure. She was shocked but continued to say,
“Maybe her parents are busy with their work or
they must be abroad. Anyway your birthday falls
during the vacation; invite her home”
I said, “Okay”.
A week later I called her and said, “Tomorrow is
my birthday and we have a small party at our
home and I’m inviting you for that. Be ready by
4.00 pm, I’ll come to pick you. Okay, take care,
bye” and hung the phone even before she could
refuse or accept. The next day before I started I
called her and informed that I started. She said,
“I’m not coming don’t waste your time” I said, “I
started, no excuse. Please be ready”
She
will join with him or not?….
Wait for some time….

Episode-3 tmw 🙂