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Rakhi: A band in his hand
(written on Aug 12,2022)
Dear diary,
After a lot of effortless efforts finally I'm starting my own personal journal. This date this must make you feel privileged.
Right at this moment, I guess I'm having some heavy feelings. I don't actually care but if it's a topic, I'd rather not hesitate to elaborate on things as such.
Yesterday was the eve of Rakhi and today perhaps was Rakshabandhan and I just wish to move with the flow and not fasten it anyways. The only way I believe to do this is to store it in you. Actually I guess I see the beauty of one sided love and probably am interested in its psychology. Once in my life again I think I know about my supporting intuition and this supernatural ability to feel what others feel, that I kinda have, uk? Like, people say they feel I feel them. Idc. Well, come on now, I'll stick to the topic- like topic...
My gang of female yaars gave me this dare of tying a rakhi on the hand of this guy in our school who was in love with me but I was not. He's always smiling or staring and mumbling whenever I see and maybe that was why I doubted him to be funny or might be not, at all SARCASTIC.
Again, somewhere I felt as if it wasn't true but then I never trusted this.
He basically looked like kinda cute and had a monkey-like face structure (wut da-- I'm honesttttttt) and smiled like the sun shined. He could be my good friend of he ever aimed to but no. So otherwise, let's be bro sis (readdddd nextttttt, that's URGENT)
In the transition time between two subject periods, my one girl mate held his one hand and another boy his other hand and this crazy guy was like freaking and running away in the most humourous way.
No, I didn't suck all air in stock to do this, rather swiftly tied the rakhi while all my classmates sang ' Channa Mereya '. When I was done, I rushed to my bench tryna hide my face full of life, sorry, full of laugh. Perhaps not just me but no one else I. the room noticed this guy's face that had TEARS!? Whyyyyyyy?
Now, I might look rigid but actually I'm softer than you can ever know (letting u into a secret)
The rakhi was then taken away from him as an act of consoling for the moment. However, I got my gifts - a pretty pen and chocolate from this guy and a working pen from another guy, infact the smartest (in terms of studies) who said he had a crush on me and smilingly took my rakhi the day before. I peacefully believed it was all over yesterday but the ' I love ya' note on the pen, ahh, was another HEADACHE. Perhaps, I'll now learn to differentiate in blind true love and weird love that I've been receiving. Who cares?
...
© Sabita
Dear diary,
After a lot of effortless efforts finally I'm starting my own personal journal. This date this must make you feel privileged.
Right at this moment, I guess I'm having some heavy feelings. I don't actually care but if it's a topic, I'd rather not hesitate to elaborate on things as such.
Yesterday was the eve of Rakhi and today perhaps was Rakshabandhan and I just wish to move with the flow and not fasten it anyways. The only way I believe to do this is to store it in you. Actually I guess I see the beauty of one sided love and probably am interested in its psychology. Once in my life again I think I know about my supporting intuition and this supernatural ability to feel what others feel, that I kinda have, uk? Like, people say they feel I feel them. Idc. Well, come on now, I'll stick to the topic- like topic...
My gang of female yaars gave me this dare of tying a rakhi on the hand of this guy in our school who was in love with me but I was not. He's always smiling or staring and mumbling whenever I see and maybe that was why I doubted him to be funny or might be not, at all SARCASTIC.
Again, somewhere I felt as if it wasn't true but then I never trusted this.
He basically looked like kinda cute and had a monkey-like face structure (wut da-- I'm honesttttttt) and smiled like the sun shined. He could be my good friend of he ever aimed to but no. So otherwise, let's be bro sis (readdddd nextttttt, that's URGENT)
In the transition time between two subject periods, my one girl mate held his one hand and another boy his other hand and this crazy guy was like freaking and running away in the most humourous way.
No, I didn't suck all air in stock to do this, rather swiftly tied the rakhi while all my classmates sang ' Channa Mereya '. When I was done, I rushed to my bench tryna hide my face full of life, sorry, full of laugh. Perhaps not just me but no one else I. the room noticed this guy's face that had TEARS!? Whyyyyyyy?
Now, I might look rigid but actually I'm softer than you can ever know (letting u into a secret)
The rakhi was then taken away from him as an act of consoling for the moment. However, I got my gifts - a pretty pen and chocolate from this guy and a working pen from another guy, infact the smartest (in terms of studies) who said he had a crush on me and smilingly took my rakhi the day before. I peacefully believed it was all over yesterday but the ' I love ya' note on the pen, ahh, was another HEADACHE. Perhaps, I'll now learn to differentiate in blind true love and weird love that I've been receiving. Who cares?
...
© Sabita
