"I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn't have met, and who didn't like each other much when they did, But who found they were the only two people in the world possibly have understood each other "
Jojo Moyoes , Me Before You
Three months ago when I was surfing through my good reads account I got a chance to read these beautiful lines... that time one story took birth in my mind and now I'm presenting that for you all. These lines are truly meant for them. The two best friends, Swayam and Sharon.
Prologue
CITY OF LOVE-PARIS
"Swayam ..."
"Hmm"
"Swayam... wake up..."
"Hmm maa"
"See its morning 8 am..."
"Please maa 10 minutes more"
"No more 10 minuets"
"Huh huh"
"It's your first day at college ...Need to get ready na..."
"Maaa please 5 mins..."
"See its 8:15, sha..."
Before hearing what my mom was going to say, I jerked away from my sleep by throwing the blanket to somewhere in my bedroom. Then, as always, I glared at the alarm, which was giving me lectures a while ago as my mom used to do. Hmm, you all heard me right, that was not my mom. that was just her voice, which I had recorded a few years ago. As I have a good habit of waking up late, my Rosy sets the alarm for me. I have told her many times that don't do that, but she knows that I need my mom's voice to wake up in the morning. May be I'm still angry with them or may be don't contact them, but they are my parents... One day this world can end, but my love and respect for them, can't. However, as I said before, I have much good and bad habits and one of my bad habits is, I don't want my parents to know that their son still loves them.
Hmm by the way, I forgot to tell my name... I'm swayam, Swayam Shekawat...
As I said, I don't express my love for my parents but still I added the surname, you guys will think why did I add my surname with it... it's just because of the weight which I'm getting from the same...
Isn't the name Swayam Shekawat classy??? he na?
I know that's why I'm still using it. As much as I like to add this with my name, I hate to add this too. Nevertheless, I need fame which I can get because of this name. Nothing more...I am using my surname for the fame.
When I heard the sound from the downstairs, I guessed that rosy was there. So I headed to the washroom to get ready. Otherwise, she will murder me.
"Swayam... Are you still sleeping?"
I heard rosy to yell from the kitchen.
"No rosy I'm coming," I too yelled
Then I checked my wardrobe to take one suit for the day, and then got ready for the important day of my life. As today, my company reached at new heights and I'm planning a successful party in the evening.
When I came out of the room, I saw that, rosy was arranging my breakfast.
"Hii rosy... good morning"
I said and bent to give a kiss to her cheek... as usual she blushed...
"Hayee hayee ... my rosy is blushing..." I winked at her.
She just slapped my shoulder and blushed more.
"Good morning to you too, " she too wished me in the same way I did.
"Hayee I'm dead..." I said dramatically and fell back on the chair...
"Nautanki" she commented.
"Yeah, that I'm, but only for my rosy"
"But why? She asked the same question which she has asked for 3 years.
"Rosy please...I don't want to talk about it..don't spoil my mood." I said irritated but I kept the clam.
"Hmm" She sighed and said, "Till when you can run away from me?"
"I will, till I can," I winked at her again.
Then a silence spread there in the dining area, I haven't said anything even she too followed me. After some time I bid bye to rosy and went to my car, then I hop in the driver's seat. When I looked back, I saw rosy was waving at me, I too waved back, and then I ignited the engine, and drove away, to enter into a very different life of mine, or a very different me. Completely different from the one which you have been watching.
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SOMEWHERE ELSE IN THE SAME CITY
"What are you searching dear?"
"I need a dress"
"So"
"I'm not getting one"
"Hmm may I help you?"
"Yes please"
Then for ten minutes, she did not speak a word. After a while, she turned towards me with a blue gown.
"This one" she said while holding that dress in front of my face.
"What's this?" I took that gown from her.
"The dress for you to wear"
"You mean I have to wear this one for the today's evening party"
"Yeah, Why, Are you not satisfied with my choice?"
"Of course, my sweety..I was just kidding...you are my life saver... and will always be..."
I giggled...
"Aww I'm so lucky to have you as my best friend Sharon," she said while pulling me into a tight hug.
"Even I'm Priya" I said with a forced smile. Moreover, hugged her back even tighter...I was sure that, she noticed that I missed the word best friend and my sudden fallen face.
Like a best friend, she ignored that because she knows that I'm not comfortable to talk about that.
"I'm always with you, to listen and to talk...and I'm just a room away," she said while breaking the hug and chuckled.
I gave her a warm smile and told her.
"I know and I will knock your door soon"
"And I'm waiting for that day," she winked at me.
And we both laughed.
"Hmm by the way I came here to tell you that the breakfast is ready, come lets have it together..."
"Yeah sure..I will be there in 5 minutes...need to take my purse."
"Sure..."
After that, she went out of the room...
I turned toward the cupboard, put all the dresses back, and took my purse.
When I was going out of the room, I felt the need to talk to him, to my best friend. So that, I reentered my room and closed the door behind me.
"You know, Priya treats me as her best friend, and I know I too do...we both are living together since long, you know nah? Moreover, we both are too close to each other. She used to call me her best friend. Even though, I never did. It's not because of I don't want to. I want to but it's difficult for me to call on another person as my best friend. It was you and will always be...I miss you my best friend...the word best friend reminds me of you and those memories"
After spending some time with my best friend I placed the photo frame inside the cupboard safely and left for my work.
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