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Part 2: Who is Rashi?:
“Hey Rahul!”, shouted Anand. “We’ve been looking for ages,
and you’re sitting here. What is it that dragged you here today?”
“It’s nothing”, I lied.
“Find yourself a lie detector, or are you trying to motivate
me to make one?”
“Don’t you dare challenge me!!! ”
Anand had always been this sort. He got serious this time, fading away from the thought that
they had come here to tell me something.
“Hey you guys sort that once we leave college today. We’ve
come here to tell you that Rashi is looking for you. I guess you’ve lost another one of
her assignments this time!!! She’s crying in the common room...” infuriated Rohit blurted out in a flash...
Rashi (the only girl I was friendly with), if not for the
sake of publicity, never cry for a silly thing like assignments. We met for the
first time in the ED workshop, where I had asked her for an eraser. An (almost)
always sincere and decent boy at school, I never forgot silly things like
pencils or erasers, ever. But somehow I used to forget (intentionally probably)
once I got into the college. Eraser was only a gateway to find a way to talk to
her. Surprizingly, Rashi never got irritated in sharing her things with me. All
the time I’ve known her, she has always been possessive about the things she owned:
her stationary, her bag, her scooty, her friends...
That’s Rashi: An
ambitious girl, good at painting, loves drama and pranks, and most importantly,
we sort of liked each other... So I could call her my girlfriend.
But why was she crying? As soon as I received this
information, I rushed towards the common room. I snatched the water bottle from
Ankit and did not mind his ruthless face expression on that. I know he will get
through it :P... But Rashi.... GOD Rashi... "why the hell is she crying!!! Something's wrong!!!"
The Girls Common Room (GCR) was situated right beside the
Chemistry Department of the college. This place has been the safest place for
the new comers (freshers). Surrounded by Professors and Readers all around, no
creepy senior could roam anywhere near this place! That was where we used to
have lunch together, right outside the GCR, all of us : Anand, Rohit, Ankit, Rashi and me. She was comfortable
with all of us, and she was a sweet heart to us all, and everyone else was jealous of this...
The moment she saw me, she ran towards me and placed her head
down on my shoulder. I knew that something was terribly wrong. I gave her
the bottle of water and asked her to calm down and tell me everything.
“Daddy met with an accident. A truck ran over him when he
was returning back from office. I need to leave for Delhi right away... Couldn’t
tell anyone else.” and she broke again...
I knew why she told that only to me. First, because she can
trust me with anything and everything, and secondly, I had an equally bad experience with a
terrible accident myself... (to be continued....)
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