[Mihika's POV]
Honestly speaking I'm at my age when I don't like loud kids on metro and streets. Speaking of which, guys I'm just a 21 years old college student and not 45 years old grandma.
I'm Mihika Roy, an ordinary college student at my last year of graduation, pursuing Medical biotechnology. And in a happy relationship with a guy for almost 3 years. Actually it's a long distance. He is in Delhi. I have mom, dad and a lil bro who is 17. Mom and dad are separated. Bubun lives with dad, because of course every family needs their "kul ka diya" (heir of the family). And I live with my mom and my grandmother.
So where was I? Yes, hating loud kids on streets. I'm just returning from college after a fucking hectic day. And few school students, probably in their 10th, making noises like they are sounding so cool!
Aji ghantaaa! Talking about English songs and knowing few ciggerate brand names doesn't make you cool. It makes you chapri teenagers which you actually are. I seriously wanna smack everyone's face but somehow I controlled myself. And why do their parents give them a mobile when they haven't cleared their boards yet. God knows yaar!
The metro announced it's my station. Ufff! Finally I can get rid of these teenage melodramatic chitchats.
My phone rang. It was my mom.
"Haa maa?"
" When are you coming back babu?"
"I'm on my way maa, 30 minutes more"
"Okay, bring the medicines of grandmother's pressure okay?
"Okay maa, WhatsApp me the picture or name?"
I cut the call and oh fuck!
Why can't people walk on the streets attentively? I bumped onto someone and fell. My ankle got sprained.
I yelled at the person.
"Oh hello Mr! Dekh ke nahi chal sakte?"
"Oh hello Miss! Phone pe baat aap karrahe the, samne aap dekhiye."
Yes, I know the fault were mine but dude my mood was fucked up and I was in the middle of Street so how can I just admit my fault where I just yelled at someone 2 minutes ago? Yes I'm dumb and ziddi. So I kept arguing with my sprained ankle.
And then I continued with my counterattacks. Though all of them are illogical. But we Bengalis don't wanna lose anywhere. I got a call and time, it was my boyfriend.
I picked up the call and walked away,
"Yes, Piyush bolo."
"Babyyy, are you home yet? I'm missing you like hell."
Here he started his baby voice again from beginning. That means he needs something for sure. But why does he sound a little weird today?
"I'm not home yet babe, it's a shitty day. I had a hectic day at college, the metro kids were damn loud, my head is feeling like a thousand bricks are falling on..."
"Arrey bass bass... Tumhare ye kabhi khatam kyu nahi hote yaar?"
"But Piyush I was just sharing."
"Haa you always share these useless stuffs, and never shares the thing I wanted. I'm tired of asking you the same thing."
"Here you go again Piyush! How many times have told you clearly that I'm completely fine with you in reality but I'm not okay with sharing anything on the phone."
"Haan haan like it's a treasure? You can tell me clearly that you don't trust me naah?"
"Now when did I state that?"
"Then why can't you share only one nude of yours with me? I'm a man! I also have some needs!"
"This doesn't count as a manly need Piyush, I already said that I'm not home yet. And you continued to fight with me?"
"Oh hello you don't have to think you're someone special. Tera size utna bad nahi ki mera uparse dekh ke khada ho jaye."
"Stop it Piyush! You're sounding like a scumbag. Are you drunk?"
"Oh yes I'm! What will you do?"
I released a deep breath, "Yes! I can't do anything."
"But Preeti can!"
Wait what!? I'm in shock. "Wait Piyush what did you say? Who's Preeti?"
He cut the call. Why does everything have to be in one day. I don't feel good. I wanna cry so badly. My head is hurting, my ankle is sprained. I can't walk. And my eyes are feeling heavy too.
I booked a rapido. And came back home. I ordered the medicine online.
Mom made my favourite mustard prawns today, but I didn't feel like eating. Also the dumbass whom I bumped. Feeling like if I get him within my reach, I'll blow his head out of his body.
And yes, maybe my almost 3 years old relationship will end soon officially. He might fucking Preeti right now.
Log sahi kehte hai. Long distance mein chutiya kaat hi jaata hai.
Anyways it was a long day and shitty also. And the Kolkata' s heat is killing me. Feeling heavy inside. Maybe me and the sky of Kolkata will end up with Kalboisakhi soon.
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