2- time skip (three months) Normal again?????

It had been three months since Sacar and Shrisha were in relation, three months since Aryan had said those lines to Rakshya, three months since he had joined art class. Things were going smoothly for the most part except the fact that Aryan had developed a consistent cough. He had steeled his heart and had gone stoic. Despite saying that he’d be a ray of hope to Rakshya, he had gone pretty gray on emotions himself. Yuuki was growing more and more close with Aryan and if one must say they pretty much looked like a couple. On the other side of Aryan, he had been trying to be the ray of hope for Rakshya. He found her cute and pretty much like his former self, the self which Shrisha helped to change. Although that bright side was never exposed, it was there. Well to be exact, that bright side got killed before it was even born. Yeah! That accident of Shrisha killed that embryo of the bright side. 

 Grey

I do have a light

which helps me to fight

which shows that there can be a bright side

which shows me a place to hide

when the shadows fall

and I have no one to call

upon for help

it says that I myself

is my own rescuer

but even with that light, life has gone sour

and every passing hour

feels like a day, maybe even more

each smile makes my heart sore

no! I’ve not gone back to the dark side

but I’m trying with all my might

to come to the bright one

one that’s almost gone

till then I have to remain in middle

till then I’ll have to fiddle

with my emotions till see the glow

even if I am slow

to do that

in the grey of life

that’s where I stay…

-Roi de scuro

                        “have you liked any new girl???” Yuuki asked Aryan a question on a random day at their usual junction. They were there at around 4pm, one hour before their usual meeting time. “nope” he replied smoking his usual cigarette and drinking is usual cup of dark coffee. “well have you at least tried to see any new girl?” Yuuki asked again. “Nope. And why the hell are you so obsessed with me finding new girl?” “No! I’m not obsessed but c”mon man. Shrisha and me are the only two girls you literally talk to.” “Nope!” “what the hell was that nope for?” Yuuki asked sort of irritated and annoyed by Aryan’s answer this time. She was kind of curious too. “That nope was for your statement. You two are not the only girls I talk to. I have another girl whom I talk with and pretty good friend at that.” Yuuki gave him a stare of surprise and “NANI[WHAT?]???” came the reply from her side

                        He then explained about Rakshya and how he had felt as if she was a close one even despite just sharing some random stares and small chats in the art class. Yuuki was pleasantly surprised. She was worried that Aryan might never get over Shrisha since as close as they might become and as much as they love each other they- Aryan and Yuuki- will never see each other as more than best friend.

                        Soon Sacar and Shrisha came and they resumed their usual talk and small chit chats. Aryan bailed out early because he had some sketching to complete.    

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#456

What the hell has happened to him in past few months? It’s like he has just given up on life. But on the plus side his sketch is improving. It seems what kawori said was true…’you can’t turn to art with an unclouded heart.’ Now Y’all must be wonder in who the hell is Kawori right? It’s a character from an anime I watch on repeat till I cry, an anime that I binge on whenever I wanna cry…the anime called ‘shigatsu wa kimi no uso’ or in English ‘your lie in april’. To be honest everyone has a clouded heart. I mean who doesn’t? although he hasn’t shared much about himself, I know for a fact that he has only three females on his life so far. His mom, some girl named Yuuki whom he calls his best friend and his ex-girlfriend named Shrisha. I wonder who is this ‘her’ in his poems now. He has a clouded heart. That’s for sure but everyone does. The only question is whether you turn that dark part of your life into art, exercise, or some other form of productivity. And I think only a few turn to art just because it’s an ocean of possibilities and doesn’t have much recognition in general life. Like I’ve been asked this question literally my whole life. ‘what do you get from reading novels’ sketching and blogging a blog which only a few reads?’

On another note I hope that we get closer. J

Anyway peace out

-HALO

- Yakaa: Jujaan

(yea.... it will take a while before the next chapter so matte kudasaaaaai  :3)