ONE YEAR LATER
"yaa bro what shall I do its very tough for me to be there in the reunion party but don't worry I'll try to manage,ok bye" I tried my best to explain my situation to Varun.
In that one year, Varun became my only buddy to whom I could share anything.
We talked atleast one hour a day , I shared each and every detail of a day to him and he listened it with all his patience, he too shared things but only that which was important to him.
We both had developed a great communication between eachother, he could able to know my mood just by listening to my voice .
He wanted me to join our school's reunion party but I had a lot of work to accomplish as I started working in an University as an 'Assistant professor'.
In that busy city , staying alone, taking care of myself, solving day to day minor to major problems , made me tough.
By that time , I knew how to survive alone in this world, I started finding happiness in little things like, taking a extra long shower when I had some free time, smiling at a kid in a public place because they are the most innocent creatures in this world, receiving a message from my best friends or a call from my family, watching to rainfall and taking a small sip of coffee, smell outside when the rain stopped , listening to my favourite artist, taking a few moments alone when things get hectic and many more small things from which I got satisfied easily.
Its not that I became an introvert but I didn't find anyone else except Varun to share my feelings. I was in touch with Rim and Nisha , we talked every weekend and they also started working their ass off to make a great future ahead. They were those amazing friends that if we don't talk with eachother daily , then too they didn't stop loving me .
Things were changed , but that little things made my life wonderful.
One day, it was heavily raining and I was late to return home from the University and I was standing at the bus stop and waited there for atleast one hour but due to rainfall, I didn't get any bus or taxi to my place. That was a stressful day and I was feeling tired so I sat down at the bus stop and continued waiting for a taxi or a bus to come.
At that mean time, I saw a poor old man in torn clothes who was carrying a bowl in one hand and a stick in another hand and covered his head with a plastic beg , he must be a beggar who didn't have anything with him to escape from that heavy rainfall , thats why I called him.
"Hey listen, come here" I asked him to come near me.
"yes , ma'am what happened ?" he said with his stammered voice.
"No nothing , you can take my umbrella and an apple too, please take it" I said politely.
"Thank you ma'am, thanks for your help, god bless you" he said it with a shining smile on his face and tears in his eyes that showed his happiness after the fulfilment of his necessity which filled my soul with a little satisfaction.
After few minutes of waiting , a luxurious car stopped in front of me, I was surprised and scared too as I was all alone.
"Hello, Can I drop you somewhere ? " It was a handsome young man who asked me very politely through the front door glass of his car.
"No thanks" I was hesitating.
"Don't worry you will be safe with me, and I think you are waiting here for several hours .So I should inform you that , you won't get any taxis or bus in this route due to heavy rain, so please come with me" he insisted. "Ok" .
I got into the car, before that I had never seen the interior part of a luxurious car in real, So I was not touching anything and sat down calmly joining my both palm together.
"You should fasten your seat belt" he asked softly.
"What?" I was so distressed that I couldn't able to hear his words properly.
Then he helped me fasten my seatbelt , when he came near me , my breath stucked in my chest , I couldn't say a word and kept mum for a while.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yes, I'm".
"Let me introduce myself, I'm Varun Arya and you ?"
"I'm Deepali Das" I said softly.
"Nice name" he put a generous compliment.