Why am I writing ? I don’t know, just writing to share my feeling because I can’t talk to any one else. Reason is that, those who will listen surely will tell me that I am mad, idiot and all………….
The story take shape when I took admission in M.B.A (Masters of Business Administration) in 2015. I was really disappointed due to previous failure in my life in every field. But now, I had made up my mind that I will led my life in a positive way. During when college started I met one of my classmate who was receding near the college so I asked him about his residential address. Then he told me about a place that was looking for a paying guest but I didn’t like that place. Later on, we went ahead in search of a room in a good neighborhood. I found a nice one room set, and asked him to come stay with me there but he refused. The reason behind that was his girlfriend was living with him back at his place. But after sometime they both, my friend and her girlfriend shifted near by my room. Then one day he invited me on her birthday. I went and had a little bit of conversation and dinner, then went back to my room. His girlfriend was good in front of my friend, he was black and not so good looking too but they loved each other truly, and were in serious relationship. They met on Facebook and from Facebook to Life book. Actually, the girl had left her home for him, they had decided that they will live forever and love each other. As I was living alone, he regularly invited to me to have dinner with him and his girlfriend, so as time passed, we all three become good friends and were enjoying good day. As I spent most of my time with them, we decided to live together, in that way we shifted to 2 room set near by to a different place.
One important thing I want to say that up to that time really, I didn’t know how it happened, but I started thinking about her. It happens and as time passed, this continued. Yeah, well when we shifted to the other place, they both were so busy in their own life that they tended to ignore me. As I felt and often used to say “yaar Tum log badal gaya” (You guys have changed). After some time, it started to happen regularly. It was like sometimes he would not talking to me, sometimes I took not interest in talking, followed by her too. There was no improvement in our friendship. Sometimes I became so irritated that I felt “Mai kaha aa gaya”(What have I got myself into) and all that stuff. They badly started ignoring me, just as if I was living alone, despite the fact that we were living together. I became irritated and lost hope not only due to these circumstances but also due to my previous failure. I thought that if I stayed with them, I will feel less lonely but revere happened. In spite of all the hatred, ignorance and making me cry, I still long for their support and care. Especially from the girl. She always used to ignore me but I used to feel affection for her. I don’t know but I was always willing to spend time with her but she never took interest in me. I think this is right too, I am not able to stop my feeling for her. Actually I am looking for a best friend nothing else. Some incident occurred like we all three were sleeping in single room in spite of two bed rooms. At night they both slept together when they thought I was asleep they both started romancing . One night I got woke up, and I overhear them having some sex related talks. I tried to ignore but after some time it became a daily habit and due to this, as a boy, I could not control myself. Although I didn’t see anything offensive but they did. But they understand that he, that is me, has seen him. As there was no previous understanding this made our friendship weaker day by day. At the end I had to leave them and I shifted to other place. BUT I DIDN’T LIKE THE WAY I LEFT THEM. I STILL REMEMBER THEM, AND MISS THEM. I HOPE THEY ARE LIVING A HAPPY LIFE. THAT’S ALL FROM MY SIDE.
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