Srishti hopped inside her home with the dreamy smile that he offered her. Her tiny feet took her to her room to drop her bag when he noticed something on the bed.
It was the saree that she bought home with Priyanka, torn and shredded into pieces, a red rose laid beside the cloth,
Srishti sank down the floor, flabbergasted for a moment before her small voice broke into loud sobs looking at the shredded pieces. Her conscience became mechanical as she got up to wash her face before wrapping up the shredded pieces.
She soon busied herself in making dinner for her brother by marinating the panner and by dicing the vegetables evenly, cooking was her therapy and it gladly distracted her from her sorrow that moment. The doorbell rang shortly marking the arrival of her older brother,
'Vanthutiya? Vaa dinner is ready!'
It amazed herself how she remained so composed after everything that happened.
Srishti sat dazed during lunch with Priyanka and Rahul as they discussed the upcoming heritage day celebrations . The mere mention of the event made her stomach churn with helplessness and frustration after what happened the previous night.
Guess she didn't deserve any but happiness in her life.
'Guys.. Heritage day event ku innu tickets iruku enkita..also we need to handover the amount to our event manager ' Priyanka spoke, breaking the silence in their table. She was one of the student coordinators of the event and had put in a lot of effort to organise the event.
Srishti didn't say anything as she had hid what Dinesh did to her dress from her best friend.
She didn't want to worry her any further.
Which is exactly why she silently stood up after sending an Email to the members of the book club regarding a meeting.' Illa.. athu … I don't want to be late for class..' she mumbled slowly,
She detested the idea of being late to Professor Adhiran 's class, even if she had to hide her misery from him, she only hoped to find comfort in his beautiful brown eyes. Nothing else would cure her dejected heart ,
'Hey..paravala.. I'll see you later.. Rahul ne variya?' she asked him, her eyes sparkling while looking at him,
'Illa.. enakum class ku late aaghum.. na Srishti kooda poren' he smiled at her while saying it and Srishti felt an instant annoyance looking at Rahul that very moment. Srishti felt strange whenever he was extra nice with her if Priyanka was around and didn't like it,
It hurt her to see the disappointment in her bestfriend 's eyes whenever he ignored her, it was even more irritating as Priyanka had never mentioned it to her. Her best friend deserves only the best man in the world and she hated that she was one of the reasons Rahul hardly spoke with her,
Rahul walked with Srishti and silence prevailed,
'Class varikum vanthathuku thanks' Srishti mumbled, checking the time in her wrist watch,
' Okay.. athu.. Srishti.. na unkita onnu kekanum' he mumbled nervously,
'Enna kekanum?' his nervousness alarmed her greatly as she questioned him what it was,
'Athu.. heritage day dance ku pora dhaana.. do you have a date?' he slowly asked her,
She simply shook her head negatively,
'Na unna ketenu ipdi soldriya, Srishti?' he asked her,
' Illa.. na unmaya varla.. Ne Priyanka Kita kelu Rahul.. Ava kandipa varuva..
