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She woke up to find him near the window; the music was on the laptop and was playing some songs of Eminem. He was working and was totally unaware that Shrisha had woken up. She slowly and picked up a paper and began read it
“Nightmares again! They rule my life. Why do I have to have such nightmares again? Why did that event happened? Besides the nightmare there is no shade in my life. I go to college. I work, I hang out with friends but all I see is grey. No shade to my life or let’s say that there’ no color. Grey is supposed to have limitless shades but then again, they are all monotonous. I have neither will to live nor a will to die. Suicide! I’ve tried it a couple of times mostly cause the nightmares were too much for me. I’m a coward! Have neither guts to die nor the will to live. All I do is just waste oxygen. Pop’s stressed as hell too. Maybe he’s having nightmares of his own. I don’t care. Hell I don’t care about anything. I smoke too much, get drunk every night on cheap beers, drink a hell lota coffee. Yuuki and Sacar don’t know that I have relapsed back on coffee so there’s that but still… I don’t care even if they find out. Maybe I want them to find out because they’ll scold me for that. Maybe it’ll add some color to my life. Incomplete sketches fill my room, beer bottles litter my floor. Seriously if didn’t had this job, I might as well be dead!”
She checked if it had any date on it and it had. It was written about two months ago. She wanted to know more as to why he had this feeling so she picked up another paper and began to read it. She too had been through that phase but for her it lasted only a few weeks but judging from his thrown papers he had been feeling that way for more than two years. ‘wait!!! There are papers from two years ago?? That means that he hasn’t cleaned his room since at least two years. The blanket and the sheet looks clean though! so I guess he just hasn’t cleaned the floor.’ She looked at him again with more love this time. Her hadn’t budged an inch. He had been totally focused on his work. Suddenly his cell phone rings.
                It was Yuuki. ‘is Shri there? Sacar told me all about this morning.” “yup” “I’m coming!” “be my guest” and he puts down his phone and looks to see if Shrisha was still asleep just to find out Shrisha looking at him with a lovely but strange expression. “Don’t look at me like that.  I might just fall for you!” Shrisha jerks and shakes her head! “and yea that’s my action.” He adds “Looks like your habits are being transferred to me bit by bit” “You don’t want my habit” “that’s for sure!” and she fakes a laugh. He ignores her laugh and gives her a hug. “you can drop the tough act with me!” and Shrisha begins to cry again.
                Yuuki arrives sooner than anticipated and hugs Shrisha as soon as she reaches the room. Shrisha had somehow calmed by then but tear strands were still up in her cheeks. “did you make her cry?” she asks Aryan as soon as she sees the tear strands. “why the hell would I make her cry?” he replied. “you have a knack for saying wrong things at the right moments aho. “ “not my fault” she then turns to Shrisha and hugs her once more. After a while Shrisha calms down and laughs.  After they have finally calmed down after a while Yuuki begins to hit Aryan in a comical manner while screaming “baga baga baga” that kinda lightens the tense mood and all of them laughs for a while.
                It was soon evening and they all head towards their junction.  The evening was spent normally with no mention of what happened that morning. The condition was the same next morning too. They went on their normal routine with no mention of Eric or what had aspired the other morning. Aryan was acting surprisingly calm. It almost felt like he had done this before to Shrisha. Shrisha on the other hand was freaking out. She tried to act calm but she was a bad actor. She worried about what would happen that evening.

-Yakaa: Jujaan

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