When a truth-and-dare question turns Chavi's life upside down and pushes her toward the only person whom she had pulled with herself, Garvit, in the turmoil.
dive in for some sour and sweet banters and most of all, teenage romance!
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Humans are multidimensional and have so many responsibilities to fulfill. They fail when they run to collect and haul every responsibility on their shoulder, sometimes it's okay to rest and lean on others.
(Hu)man can be many things but fail to be one thing at once
Chavi started picking the notebooks from the table, packing her bag for the next day. Somewhere along the way of switching her eyes between the timetable, the open tablet, and the pile of notebooks by the table, she didn't realize that her hands had stopped midway and her eyes were focused on the night sky outside her window.
She stood there for a long time, she didn't have the best of days because of her last-minute expedition to school every other day but today seemed to be the worst, well second in line after the verbal fight with Garvit the other day.
She felt storm-beaten and as if the events had turned a comical turn and restored to a domino effect and following the pattern of one falling into another bigger one, now she lay beneath the dust and debris leaving her tired and out of breath.
She should not let herself be affected by the words of an unintellectual boy of sixteen, who judged others for the sake of filing his self-conceit.
Her eyes widened when she realized that she was turning into the same being she hated, the haze of contempt had closed her morals for a second before she ran back to arms of cowardness disguised as rationality.
only fearful called themselves rational after all humans live by instincts and impulsiveness so that they can worry about the consequences later
humans could sure be complex for someone who claims to live only for: roti, kapda aur makaan
A ping from her phone kept for charging by the bed, reminded her of the unanswered queries and orders of her small online business store. She sat on the floral print bed sheet and put her phone on silent, today calls for a rest.
She was done with her assignment coming up beforehand because of the giveaway she had to work onward as she had promised her followers, the responses were positive till now excluding the random 'anyone can do this childish jewelry', 'let us try them first', and some asking for unreasonable discounts. Her followers did deserve some appreciation after all.
She walked towards the balcony attached to her room and opened the wooden door, cool summer wind gushed inside as if they couldn't keep pace with the tranquility her bedroom offered while she was in dire need of the silent bustle outside.
