The next day He asked me about the practicalities. I mean he only asks me regarding studies and nothing else. Only during a vacation break did we have informal chats.
Life is really a series of chapters without end. And mine is a boring one. With a broken heart I wrote to him, " Just wait I will tell you"
He replied, "Okay"
I didn't reply. I was not in a mood. After yesterday's incident, definitely not.
After a few minutes he wrote, " Are you okay? "
I mean this one message whether as a friend or a partner in his heart I felt a bit happy and shocked at the same time.
I was wondering if I didn't type something incorrectly and why all of a sudden he is asking this.
I replied, "Why? "
He said, " No, I just thought. Usually you end the conversation so I guessed. Nothing more"
I replied, " No, I am super fine. I will surely tell you to just give me a few minutes. "
He replied, "Okay"
I replied with a smiley to not let him recognize my heart broken state.
I gave him the notes. We chatted for a few minutes.
After our chat was over an unknown fear and sadness gripped me. I felt like crying once more.
I started reading comics. My medicine when I'm in a sorrowful state. I really love to read and get so engrossed in it that I often forget the world around me. I continued.
My mom snatched the mobile. I was feeling dejected and started to quarrel. I took it back sneakily. I was really mad as well as naive at that time. The next day is my exam and today I am reading comics.
Really destroying my destiny in my hands. I could understand that yet can't respond to that.
I really need someone who can get me rid of this weird addiction that I contracted after a despicable incident back in my school days. Whenever I'm depressed I read comics. It's just like nicotine to me. A weird type of illness.
Tomorrow is the practical exam yet I'm obsessed with such comics. To me as soon as I leave it I won't be able to survive as I will get reminded of the real world.
I don't know what will happen to me tomorrow.