He was completing his physics practical file.
He asked help from .....SHIVANI...for making some graphs.
LIKE DO HELL WITH YOU..
"Are yaar ye graphs to km h.. Ek graph mang ke laiyo Dalbir se. Please yaar." She chipped
"Are you serious" I asked.
She just nodded. But she can't hide that smirk.
"Please" she said
"OK" I said.
I make my way to his chair which is in the farther most corner of the room.
"ek graph chahiye shivani ko." I chipped
He look startled because he was in deep thought.
He didn't even glance up to see who I'm.
He just tear a graph paper with a scale and hand it to me. Without even looking up once..
Where my heart beat is vibrating in my ears.
Every thing is in slow motion.
His notebook pages began to flutter because of wind so I tug them beneath my thumb so they won't flutter and disturb him while he us tearing the graph paper.
He didn't even look up or said a single word..
Do he hate me?
I think
Yes
