Aastha-stealing the attention

I hanged up the call saying that my mom is calling me n I have go..She said fine.
I swear the night was never that long. I was not able to sleep even for a single minute that night. Next day when I reached for classes, I realised everybody was staring me with several questions in their eyes. Trying to ignore them, I went to my seat but to my shock, nobody even my so-called friends were willing to sit next to me. And then SHE came, again looking like some model from page 3. Everybody was looking towards her with smiles and sympathy and extended a warm welcome. That was enough to irritate me further. She was stealing all the attention that I used to receive earlier. How could she do that? Leave her, how could my friends do this to me? The last thing which I was expecting from Aastha was to come and sit with me. And she did exactly the same. This raised further questions in my mind, which was already hyperactive. Was she doing all this just to be popular?? Was it just a gimmick or her concerns were genuine!!!!!!

The First Intriguing Question

With no option left except taking her call, i tried to spoke gently with AASTHA. To my amusement, i found her crying hard. I tried to console her, but to no avail. The next word I heard was SORRY. She started crying again and said that its just because of her that i am in such a situation. My heart knew that her apology was genuine but my mind refused to accept it. How can she say sorry to me? This was the first intriguing question i had about her.............

AASTHA revisited

I didn't realised how to react. The person who made me so upset was standing in front of me to console. Instead of understanding her motive, I started shouting on her using choicest of abuses. Everybody turned around with shock. They had never seen me in such a violent mood before. I ran from there like anything. The icing on the cake was a tear in AASTHA's eyes. To My surprise nobody tried to stop or calm me down, instead they all were busy attending Aastha.

I reached home and then there were endless calls from my friends, telling me how rude I am? I was again shattered as nobody said, "Hey babes, what made you so insecure and upset?" Day was about to end and I was lost in my thoughts. My brother suddenly shouted, " Can't you hear, your phone is ringing?" N guess what--It was AASTHA again.