Hi guys, this is a short story about two best friends,
Anjali and Rahul. How they use to be and how they loved each other and yet were
not in a relationship. They loved to stay like this and show their love towards
each other. To observe each other from a distance by not getting noticed by the
other.
This story is from
Anjali’s point of view. Next one will be from Rahul’s view. I hope you will
love this and relate to it somehow with your crush, if you had any. If not then
too enjoy reading.
She was packing her bags with tears in her eyes as she was
leaving her house for going on a new contract but this time all alone. She was
missing someone so badly that she just couldn’t avoid his absence and was
relating every particular course she was doing. Is this the power of love or
its weakness? Asking herself but not getting a satisfactory answer to it.
Anjali heading herself in the wardrobe of Rahul and throwing
his clothes towards him as he was packing his bag at the other end of the room.
Anjali had done her packing well before hand and now was helping in doing the
same. Soon his parents came and started scolding him on his casual attitude for
not getting ready for their trip, as Anjali and Rahul had got a golden
opportunity in their career. Soon they reached the spot from where the bus was
going to pick them up. Bus came and soon they departed. It was a long 18 hours
journey and both these besties were excited. Bus was a sleeper coach and they
booked seat for the double sleeper were they could stay together. They started
to play, eat, play again and chatted all the way long. Anjali observing every
inch of Rahul as he was trying to adjust his cards, his expression how
enthusiastically he was arranging them. She use to fell in love with him on his
every single expression. They played and she observed all the way long till the
bus took a halt for supper. They removed their tiffin and started hogging. This
time again Anjali with a smile on her face was just looking at Rahul how cutely
he was hogging. He looks so cute when he is hungry she said to herself. Rahul
saw Anjali smiling and asked her what happened only by expression. She nodded
and he laughed and said to start eating again with an expression. After
everyone had their supper, the bus took-off again and now they started to play
new movies in the bus. Both these friends watched movies and slept soon. They
got up as the conductor started screaming “15 min RUKHEGI KHALI, JALDI NASHTA
KARLO.” Both of them started to run with their brushes in hand and a water bottle.
After doing that they took a cup of tea and one masala dosa as usual. Having
that they left for the destination.
Again they started to play and playing songs, “BAATIEN YE
KABHI NAA,TU BHULNA, KOI TERE KHAATIR HAI JEE RAHA, JAYE TU KAHI BHI YE SOCHNA,
KOI TERE KHAATIR HAI JEE RAHA.” Sang Rahul looking into Ajnali’s eyes and she just can’t stop herself from hugging
him. They started singing together such songs and travelled a while to reach
their spot. They started to live there with their friends. They use to start
their morning together and use to end their day together. Right from getting up
at 5’o clock for making food and breakfast, then use to run for bath and
getting ready to leave for their job and then working together for the same
company, having lunch together with colleagues, laughing and enjoying their
work, that time also she couldn’t stop herself from looking at world’s most
beautiful thing and that’s Rahul’s smile, then coming back tired after working
for 12 hours and then having supper and chit chat with the roommates and then
going for sleep.
THUDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!! Anjali shivered as she came back to her
senses. She was crying, crying a lot as this time she was alone, travelling in
that bus, going to stay their alone, going to work alone and going to bed
alone. ALONE ! ALONE ! ALONE ! She was missing her friend her best friend. Why
you left me? Why you went alone and kept me here all alone. ALONE ! ALONE !
ALONE ! Asking herself and getting no answer. She felt a hand on her shoulders,
she turned to look who it was. It was her mother, Anjali hugged her mother and
started weeping. Both mother and daughter couldn’t stop themselves. “He is not
dead, he is there with you all the time. Don’t you worry my love just be happy
and concentrate on your work. You know he never wanted to see you cry like
this, nor did he ever wanted to be your weakness. He always tried to be your
strength and now you have to show that yes he was your biggest strength and
will always be.” Whispered her mother. Anjali saw the time, wiped her tears and
packed the last thing on her list that was Rahul’s photo with his beautiful
smile.
MISS YOU