Chapter 2- Kuchi ! I want to DIE…

It had been raining since morning, pleasant cool day with cool breeze. Ghazal loved rains, and everything attached to rains, be it the cool romantic weather, pleasant and sweet fragrance of wet mud, the clean and green plants, smoky looking hills and milky white clouds floating in the sky……
              She and Vrinda got drenched in spite of their umbrellas, but both of them didn’t mind as Vrinda too loved rains. Quickly changing into dry clothes, she made hot coffee for herself and milk for Vrinda, and they both had their drinks, sitting near the window, gazing at the drizzle outside. Vrinda was her cheerful self, sharing all her day’s happenings with her mother, as was her daily ritual. Hearing a beep sound from her cell, Ghazal looked at her cell phone to find a message from Samar, her sweet fb friend, who was now her best friend too. It was their everyday routine to share even their smallest events of the day, as if their day felt incomplete without telling each other. Samar was like a fresh breeze in her otherwise routine life. Smile
               They talked to each other often, shared a healthy companionship, felt comfortable talking and sharing almost everything. Samar always made her laugh, even when she was not in her best moods. He gave her so many names, toku tiku tini ……. Open-mouthed smilealways making her smile. They never felt the age difference between them. His message that day somehow made her feel that he was a bit disturbed, and she asked him ,if they can talk on phone. He promised to call her as soon as possible, and Ghazal went on to prepare dinner. Their chats on Fb have been replaced by text messages on their cell phones.
            After dinner, as she was reading that day’s newspaper, her phone rang. She checked the number,it was Samar. She quickly switched on and said Hello, but there was no reply from the other end. She kept on repeating,and after maybe fifth hello of hers, there came a sound, as if a muffled cry. She was worried and then she heard him crying……….
All she could hear was, “ kuchi ! I want to die ……”
She thought it was some kind of a prank, he was playing. She scolded him for saying such horrible thing. But soon she realised, it was not a prank and something was seriously wrong with her sweet friend.Sad smile

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