Chapter 3.

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Suvarna's POV.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw my name written on the gift package that had fallen from Shishir's pocket.

He brought a gift for me! So it's not just me, even he cherishes our childhood bond. I looked at him with a smile, only to see his sullen face! What is this man's problem? If he has brought a gift why cannot he give it like it should be given? Had it not fallen from his pocket I may not even have seen it.

And this man has been even refusing to acknowledge it is for me!

I decided not to ponder over such thoughts for now. After all he had been thoughtful enough to get me something.

"Thank you Shishir, for bringing this gift."

He scowled and then shrugged, "I got things for everyone, so you were also a part of the list, of acquaintances."

My hand stilled halfway through ripping the wrapper open.

I am a part of a list? So that is what I am to him? An old acquaintance, someone he happened to have gone to school with.

I should have guessed it. He pointedly refused the salted biscuits. I know he prefers to have them with tea. I had thought he was doing it intentionally, to tease me, as he used to years back.

But no, I was wrong! He has changed.

His phone rings and he takes it out of his shift pocket. A bright smile broke into his face when he saw who was calling. Whoever it was must be close to him.

"Hey Pinky! How are you baby?"

Pinky baby!! Who is she? I glared at him angrily as he crooned idiotic sweet talks into his phone! I miss you too! I love you too! It is almost as though I am not even here, listening to him blabber to this Pinky!

Who is she? Must be his girlfriend the way he is all smiles and gushing nonsense!

I don't care. I should not care. I blink away the tears that threaten to spill over from my eyes.

He is not worth your tears Suvi! He is not the same Shishir that you used to know all those years ago. The memories I cherished for so long suddenly seem meaningless.

I turned away my face slightly, to ensure he does not see my face and notice the tears that did spill over. I wiped them off angrily.

"Thanks." I heard his voice from behind me. I turned to see he was extending the towel and had a big smile on his face. He had finished the call, but obviously this Pinky had improved his mood.

Not able to sustain my curiosity I asked "You seem to be very fond of this Pinky."

"Yes I am." He says sounding very happy. Then almost as an after thought he added "In fact she helped me chose some of the gifts I brought."

My eyes widen in shock. So she chose this gift.

"She does all your shopping as well?" I said trying my best to sound normal. I cannot, will not let him see how effected I am.

"Not always. But most of the gifts I bought, I purchased online and she was staying over with me that night at my place so she-"

" She stays over at night with you!" I shouted, not able to control my fury anymore.

"Sometimes." He said with a shrug as though it was the most normal thing.

Maybe it was. For him it must be normal to - I closed my eyes not able to even bear the thought of the probable reason.

I flung the gift at the basin counter, it's charm long gone! It seemed to burn my palm now. Without thinking I picked up the toothpaste tube and squirted a generous amount on his light coloured shirt. I looked at it satisfactorily as the bright red gel glistered prominently and he looked too stunned to react other than gape at it open mouthed.

Without a backward glance I stormed out of the bathroom.

Shishir's POV

What did she just do?? She has gone even crazier that she used to be before.

One minute she seems to be very happy and the next she behaves like a mad woman. I look at the gift she had flung so carelessly. I had picked it up for her especially, after days of hunting around in shops, walking endlessly. And what does she do? Just throws it around like a piece of unwanted garbage!

I picked up the towel and tried to rub away the gel. I stared at it angrily as the bright red stain stays.

Silly childish action, ruined a good shirt and left me smelling like mint and clove!

What happened to her all of a sudden I wonder. She seemed fine till the phone call- the phone call!

That must be it! I think back to our conversation and a smile breaks on my face.

Yes! She seems to be jealous. I laugh out aloud. She is jealous of Pinky, the five year old daughter of my next door neighbours!

Does this mean she also cares about me? But then she has a friend, she herself accepted she was about to bring him in front of her family. This thought sours my mood considerably.

She is reckless and careless as ever. First she poured tea over me and now this.

Suvi is a selfish person, who cares for no one, but herself. At least she has no thoughts towards me.

She is an attention seeker and does not like someone else to gain more attention that herself! Yes, that is what it is. She is still the same. She let me down as a friend ten years back and even now she will not think twice before hurting my feelings.

The bathroom door flies open and Paresh walks in. He stops short as he sees the red stain on my shirt. "What happened?" He asks looking shocked obviously mistaking the red colour on my chest as something else.

His expression changes as he reaches me and realises it is gel. He burst out laughing.

"Suvi did this? You both have started fighting like kids again? You both will never change." He says sounding delighted at the thought.

"We should go home. We have been here for pretty long Paresh. Besides I am tired after my journey." I say. Obviously Paresh seems to be totally unaware of the true state of things.

"You go ahead bhaiya, if you are tired. I will hang around. I want to shoot the video when Suvi finally introduces -"

I walked away hastily, not wanting to hear about Suvi's friend.

"See you at home later then." I tell Paresh over my shoulder.

I managed to wave away the surprised look and reactions from others as they see me when I enter he hall. I look at Suvi, who stood in one corner with a satisfied and smug look on her face.

I tell everyone I am tired after my flight from London and almost rush out to my car and drive away.

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One is jealous of a rat and other of a five year old child. LOL Both care but both assume the worst!

If only they would talk to each other instead of jumping to conclusions based on incomplete information!

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