Walking Away-06

Chapter 5<-Link

A Story of a friend...by a friend...


“Do you know, what the fuck that bloody lab assistant said about Kanishka” Prateek yelled in anger. He used to exaggerate every petty issue like this only, but they all used to enjoy that.

“What happened yaar, what about Kanishka and the lab assistant?” Parth who always had a soft corner for Kanishka spoke with strain on his forehead.

“She said Kanishka is a bitch, always found with the three guys wandering here and there” Prateek exclaimed in anger.

“What the fuck, she will pay for it” neither of them had spoken, it was Mridul standing behind Prateek. Mridul could do anything for his friends, especially if it’s Kanishka.

“You won’t do anything Mridul, I know you are capable of doing anything for me...or them but you won’t” She thought to stop at “me” but then continued to avoid any awkward moment.

“Shut up girl, why won’t I, I don’t like when someone spoils a girl’s image” Mridul was bursting in anger and so were the other two.

“You know our college mentality; everybody has mouth, and we...” She was interrupted by Parth.

“No more arguments let us deal with that bitch” for a surprise Parth supported Mridul in this matter.

Kanishka had lost the battle; it didn’t make sense to make the three emotional fools understand. They went to the lab assistant and settled the issue there and then in the most diplomatic manner.


Though Prateek later told Kanishka how he handled that lady and threatened her not to say anything again, otherwise she would be in great danger...


*Chapter 7...Coming right away with this :)  

Comments

  1. Rupish Saldi28 February 2014 at 18:15

    I remember this one :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Mrigank Singhal28 February 2014 at 23:51

      I am happy that you found out a little time from your busy schedule my friend :-)

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The ghost from the girlfriend's past

Image
The training was going ‘miserably’ fun, as it was my first time hands on experience on a colour Television. After getting back from the factory, I was sweating excessively in gym. I was tired to hell and the walk to my home back was looking like never ending. Finally I reached my home and the body ache forced me to skip my dinner (first in my lifetime!) and go to my bed with full throttle AC. ******** “Mrigank actually I can’t give you my number...umm...I mean my parents don’t like me talking to boys. I am sorry.” said a beautiful voice, the person I had big crush on. “Yeah! It’s OK no problem. So how can we be in contact after school?” I asked after a little embarrassment. “We can be in contact through mails. It’s fun...I mean the anxiety of expecting a reply and then replying with a smile on. By the way, why didn’t you have lunch? Do you really take our fight that seriously?” she was playing my mind but that was a sweet feeling. “Ya, you are a friend of mine ra...
Read more

The girl with the blonde hair

Image
‘I have seen that girl somewhere…but where?’ The thought crossed my mind at the middle of the road that joined Chawri Bazaar with Nayi Sadak; the “Biggest book fair of Delhi” (sic). I was already distracted by that girl in white. I felt something pulling me towards that girl. I placed my books in my bag and marched towards her. Me: Hi! I have seen you somewhere but where I don’t remember. Girl: Hey Mrigank! You haven’t change since school time. Me: Ya perhaps but you have changed a lot. That much that I couldn’t recall your name…sorry Girl: It’s me Amrita duffo. Me: ‘Why do girls use such words for men’ I thought…OH! Hi Amrita (I had a deep crush on her in school time and the pink cheeks were glorifying the same) what have you done with your hair? Amrita: Just a small experiment. The conversation continued for half an hour before she felt thirsty. God knows what happened to me, I quickly took out the water bottle I was carrying. ‘Shit Mrigank, Not again’ my mind was t...
Read more

Happiness that stays forever

Image
I was enjoying my day off from training due to excessive heat. I was online on FB as usual and I was as usual dreaming about high paid jobs after a MBA degree which I was hoping to pursue after my B.Tech.   The life is certainly an amalgam of dreams and the reality and the one who knows the correct ratio of the two can always succeed. My dreams are never ending and so instead of dreaming, I chose to download official guide of GMAT for reading, when suddenly a notification flashed on my desktop “Someone added a new photo: “My best birthday J “. Instantly my hand went on that notification to see what it’s like to call your birthday the best.    There were around 20-24 pictures and that smile on every person’s face that could be seen in the photographs told me enough that why it is the best birthday. The smile was content and full of what...umm...emotions that it seemed like that someone have won the whole world. I realised one thing that day, happiness is not...
Read more