I came home feeling, heartbroken, retaining the mask of a poker. I couldn't bring myself to smile. But I also couldn't bring myself to hurt my parents with my sincere feelings of heartbreak. It was not the first time, before this also he had put me through such a dilemma.
I went to my bedroom and wept secret tears.
I couldn't bring myself to face my parents.
I opened a book and started studying. But my mind had left reality already, aloof about the things in the present.
I was thinking of those days when he would need my help to solve problem sums. The days we would both practice and do programming. The days he would help me with the problems I had faced during studies. Those informal talks during weekends, those days where we all would happily spend time in the library. The day I allowed a man for the first time to use my earphones to let him listen to the music I was listening to.
Sigh Sigh....
I was even heartbroken when with a mysterious laugh he claimed that he had a wife ( I think he has someone in his heart already..maybe a Girlfriend) .
I laughed hysterically along with him but my heart couldn't bring me to believe that. But after he had mentioned that wife with a blush so many times I clearly understood what he thought about me when he clearly expressed the feeling of disgust all over his face.
Actually I was nothing more than a mere lab partner in his life. Not even a friend to begin with…