The Guy Who Changes My Life.

There I was starting my fresh term, in a fresh school, which seemed more like a concentration camp. It lacked the very core of going to a new place, fun. I walked in with my hair in a mess, kohl in my eyes, skirt shorter than what the school's rule book specified, converse in my feet. My rebel look, which usually spoke my attitude out, Don't mess with me, I am THE outcast.

I walk into my classroom, welcomed by this girl who goes like," Oh! So you are Vasundhara Singh..." I was a lil shocked, wondering if i had already earned my celebrity status.
Me: "How do you know?"
Gal: " the vice principal read out this letter sent by your dad, explaining your delay. How's your mother feeling now?"
Me: {Scratching head, wondering what happened to my mom} Oh! She's great. Just got discharged out of the hospital. Bad diarrhea. You know it's the season.

God! I was late to school by like 4 days. Reason, I was sent to Delhi for brain washing. But I didn't care.

I looked for an isolated corner in class, which was already occupied by this guy, who I'll really like to take interest in. I took a seat next to the weird girl and whispered to her," Whose he?"
Gal: Oh! He's Sharan.
Me: {Drooling} Ahhhh.....

Surprisingly his name turned out to be Sharang... I like guys with a unique name. I tried to get talking with him, but he was taken already by this chick who showed an immense amount of interest in him. I was heart broken. He listens to trance, but at least knew that West life wasn't a rock band!!!

There I was stuck in the hell hole filled with people obsessed with Orkut, trying to draw account table formats, trying to adjust myself with teachers and students alike who couldn't get the G out of grammar.

I got to know him over the period time. But it was more like we were competing in this place with absolutely no attitude for attitude and ego. Yep! ego, huge ones. I started to like him for the person he was; strong emotionally, cute{kill me for this one}, witty, cute, smart, cute, intellectual and cute. But he didn't like me at all. Avoided me, was rude to my face. What more was I asking for. I Wanted a friend in this cruel and harsh world.

People hated me. I still talked to him. He got tired of all the attention he was getting from the female kind from school. He drew back, for atleast a month, he avoided interaction with anyone. I grew curious.

He poured his heart out, told me how his life was back in Colaba. How he wanted to go back, how he hated this Orkut obsessed place. We were in a similar situation.
I asked him out and he turned me down. I cried, I wasn't good enough.

We got back to our lives. Him with studying, Me with dating random assholes. Then we had this school trip. I tried my luck again. it worked. We dated for two days and broke up cuz we're only great friends. Yeah he was right. We got back to our lives again. This time getting closer to each other.

Cutting it shorter.... I really love him. For the person he is. I know him inside out {i guess} he is my pillar of support in times of need. He is my best friend.
Even today when we have nothing to say and we're sitting together, with out cigarettes, we always have something to talk about. I really love him... He's the warmth that comforts me when im all cold, he's the very reason i have faith in friendship. He is my best friend.



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