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AM I FOLLOWING MY HEART? - 3

CHAPTER - 3

Chat session of the girl while eating.

Priha (her friend): Hi!

‘Hey you, I'm having dinner, will talk to you later’;

'LISTEN! LISTEN!, I understand your State of mind but it's high time, I must tell you that if you're least interested than stop wasting time of the innocent people who every once a two week sits in front of you at these dinner dates, don't you think so, that it's too much now! I'm sorry but I need to say this and I cared for you dude....I don't want you to suffer anymore.'

'Listen, Priha! I don't know what to do for time being, I’m in such a situation where I don't want to escape and at the same time I have no problem dating but somehow at the end I can't come out of my past, huh.....I'm extremely frustrated, leave me where I am, there's no need to find solution to fix me up, I don't think so I can be fixed by anyone, sorry, can't help it, bye!'

'Look there are good people but you can't see unless and until you seek or wanna make a difference. Okay! listen to my last words, if you'll ignore everyone like this then you'll lose even after winning the half battle. People like Shivang would be proud of what they've done to you, he wants you to be in this situation, but you're fighter, don't loose your strength and confidence; at least respect and do respond and behave well as a good human being at least for God do this! Make sense right, I know, best of luck, come out of dark days and do respond today to change yourself as a person after all you are more than you think, talk frankly and speak truth you'll be fine and feel immense relief, trust me and just do it babes! Bye! yours faithfully, Priha :)'

After chatting with priha I found out that he was gone, I asked waiter whether he saw a man in white shirt, black tie and a black coat added to this he had wrist watch on his right hand and also his face was fair enough and has short Indian beard and had black hair too.
The waiter replied that he had just left the dinning hall. I thanked him and asked for bill payment but waiter told me that the sir had already paid it.
She walked in hurry to find him out with her white hobo handbag swaying in her left-hand.

*

Leaving the dinning hall he picked up the call.
‘Ya.. sriti how come you called me. And wait you've also told me that you're fed of me harassing you, so have decided to not talk to me from today morning itself, right! So, How come you call me?'
'Hey, You bloody hell! would you please to listen to me.'
'I'm sure you've complained about me to mom-dad, right fatty aunty?' Sriti spoke overstretching her words.
'No, dear but tragedy you see how do I tell you I'm feeling very stressful listening to'
He spoke up in between.
'Wait! Wait! Sriti what happened to you, are you okay, you're sounding stressed, do you need to meet doctor today, we can go right now! I'm very serious, listen! Just don't worry I'll be there in just five minutes, take deep breaths and most importantly don't panic, I'll be there in five minutes.'
He was in such a hurry, sweat by and was descending the staircase at a horse's pace.

*

And I stupid girl, glancing at him stood there, outside dining hall with guilt on my face and am so worried about what would have happened. After a moment I came to the reality and I swift my eye gaze towards my right and exclaimed “lift! wait! Lift...!"