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Chappy 54

Sumedh's POV 

Sumedh- Good Morning Mikku 

Shruti- Shhh! bolna nhi hai aaj se 

I smacked my head in frustration. Seriously " 2 months". Mallika came out of the kitchen and she phone was ringing. She kept the phone on speaker as she was folding her clothes. 

Person- Are u ready princess 

Mallika- Yes bhai, where are u

Bhai (Rushi)- I will reach there in half an hour. Akky is also here 

Akshay- Sab pack kiya na

Mallika- Kiya hai ab bas Sara ki diary baki hai 

Akshay- Sara ki diary kya hai us mai

Mallika- Woh mere aur Sara ke madhya ki baat hai mai tumhe kyu batau 

We all chuckled at her childish behavior and she left to get ready. 

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We all are standing out of our dorm. With our bags besides. We walked down together with a sad pout. We were about to step out of the hostel. When were heard someone approaching us? 

Amar- Bye babes! Meet u soon. 

We turned around angrily. Shruti held my hand just to remind me about Mallika no mattering to me. I looked here and there like an idiot. Just to calm me. 

Arun- Mona Darling! Just one hug 

Monika di walked to him making us a shock. She went to him, he was about to pull her for a hug but then she slapped him! Monika di slapped him omg!!! 

He raised his hand to slap her but it was held by Dau. Dau pushed di back and left Arun's hand. They were about to make this matter an issue but then we left the place. 

We stepped out of the hostel and heard someone shout "Sam" we turned in the direction and saw a guy standing. Sam jumped seeing him and rushed to him. 

Abhi- Bro Hoga! 

All- Hmmm

Rushi bhaiya and Akshay were standing in front smiling. Maa Baba came a bit late but till then all waited. Shruti and Hritik stay some lanes away from each other so they went with Shruti's Dad.  Nishi was going with her friends and Abhi with his sister. 

We all bid each other goodbye. My heart was really heavy. With tears in my eyes, I sat in the car beside Dau. We looked back and everyone's car but the one who didn't bother to look at me was Mallika. Our car started and we left all heading in different directions for the coming 2 months.

Dau started the radio in the car. And the song which started was from the movie "Chhichhore" 

Khairiyat pucho, kabhi to kaifiyat pucho
Tumhare bin deewane ka kya haal hai
Dil mera dekho, na meri haisiyat pucho
Tere bin ek din jaise sau saal hai

I looked at dau with a poker face and he was about to change it 

Maa- Beta acha ganna hai rehe ne de. 

I smacked my head thinking about my destiny. Kya naisib hai yaar jo life mai ho raha hai wahi ganna laga hai aur change bhi nhi kar pa raha! 

Anjaam hai tay mera
Hona tumhe hai mera
Jitni bhi hon dooriyan filhaal hain
Yeh dooriyaan filhaal hain

 I looked out of the mirror controlling my tears. The sadness isn't about leaving away but it's about not talking. But why is it bother me so much, who is she to me, before she joined I lived na then why is this now? Why do her tears matter to me? Why.. why and why

Khairiyat pucho, kabhi to kaifiyat pucho
Tumhare bin deewane ka kya haal hai
Dil mera dekho, na meri haisiyat pucho
Tere bin ek din jaise sau saal hai

Tumhari tasveer ke sahaare mausam kayi guzaare
Mausami na samjho par ishq ko humaare
Nazron ke saamne main aata nahi tumhare
Magar rehte ho har pal manzar me tum humare

 Shruti and Nishi are also my friends but they dont matter to me to such an extent and if they matter too then they are like my sisters. Why didn't I accept Mallika as my sister the way I did with Sam. During the trip why did I say sorry when the mistake was done by both. 

Agar Ishq se hai Mila
Phir dard se kya gila
Iss dard mein Zindagi khush'haal hai
Yeh dooriyaan filhaal hain

 No...! This stanza isn't describing my state, I am not in love we are just good friends and nothing else. I love her but as a friend. She is my best friend and nothing much for now. And about not calling her my sister I didn't wish to as I found her opposite to me or maybe just like me yet with a different attitude about life. 

Khairiyat pucho kabhi to kaifiyat pucho
Tumhare bin deewane ka kya haal hai
Dil mera dekho, na meri haisiyat pucho
Tere bin ek din jaise sau saal hai

Anjaam hai tay mera
Hona tumhe hai mera
Jitni bhi hon dooriyan filhaal hain
Yeh dooriyaan filhaal hain

 Why the hell she will be mine. My chain of questions and answers was broken by Dau when he changed the song saying it ended. I facepalmed myself and smiled sheepishly. I am Mad! 

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