The door clicked open and Darshan asked us to come in. We moved in the majestic room. It was a big room and to my knowledge, nothing had changed over these years. It was maybe because, after school Darsh went out to Mumbai for Raw Star and then got busy in his own life. Like my room has very little changes, I mean the only changes that were made in my room were the absence of my clothes and other little, yet essential things. Unlike my room, Darsh's room was smaller. He had a comfy room, whereas mine was just big with everything lying here and there. I never thought that boys were very 'neat and clean' to keep types. Well, don't we all believe that boys are the uttermost messiest people; anyone could meet in their lives? I thought the same, until I met Darsh; his room is always so very clean and tidy. He surely doesn't get scolding from aunty and I assume him to be the 'perfect' child sorts. Anyways, I sat on the bed, whereas, Kritz just stood near his study table, holding her stomach, because, honestly, we both were extremely hungry. His entire room was blue. It was all blue, from the floor tiles to the pillow covers. I cannot imagine how he doesn't get tired of seeing all blue. Peacock color is my favourite color, not the peacock color you are thinking. A peacock color is of different kinds, I like the one that is like a mixture of blue and pick. (I will request @Shanaayakhare to attach a picture of the color, I am talking of.)

"What are you gazing at, Kayna?" a voice asked me. This voice was coming from the 'gentleman' standing near the mirror doing something with his hair, from 15 minutes. He has no clue of how to deal with your guests. He didn't even say Hi, except there is something in his eyes, that I am unable to make out. Oh God!! Its like I know what is in his eyes, but ahhh!!!! Fine, I give up!!! I don't know.

"Do you not know manners? You should not stare at someone's private room and look around, gazing at it." The voice said again, but with a straight face. "Well, it is different if you are so close to the person that the person, himself has allowed you in 'his private space'. " I said using air-quotes. "Yeah, I know" Darsh said and ended up laughing, because the prank he was trying to pull on me was just not going to work. He moved from in front of the mirror and engulfed me into hug and I hugged him back. I had missed everybody so much and he was a very crucial part of that 'everybody'. "So, how is everything in London? When are you going to begun working man? I can not wait to drive in your car and come for sleepover at your house." He nagged. He was the one and only, extremely enthusiastic, well wisher. He made everything look sublime and proper. He was one human being that spread positivity, as he walked. "Just this year and then I will shift to Washington, where NASA is and then buy a house and buy a Mercedes..." I announced, but was interrupted by Darsh, because, very well he continued the next part. "And then invite all of you to visit." I know it sounds like it was going to be so easy, but eh? Life has never been easy. It has it's own twists and turns when no one expects. And as for Darshan, we were sort of connected, I believe, like last life's sibling. I had always nagged about my special wants and wishes in life to my friends, so they did know about it. "Haww!! Matlab, we can't stay over if you do not have a house and a Mercedes?" Kritz inquired. "Of course! You can. But, I will be extremely pleased if you would come when I already have it so that you can visit places, in 'my' Mercedes", I smiled as I spoke. Although, I didn't have 'one of my own' right now, but I felt proud to call it 'my', even when I didn't possess it.

We sat in the room and talked on for some while. We talked of how was Kritz coping up with her life and how was Darsh doing in Bollywood. Although, I had heard his songs and I always loved his singing, since school time. I knew, he had the capability of achieving whatever he wanted. He was one of those passionate people, who would do anything for their career. So like me, right? I believe this was one of the many factors, that we became friends. We talked of my studies and then Kritz also expressed, how 'cute' was Ishaan. Like for real? I don't find him cute a bit, he is just an amazing human, who helps me at all times and vows never to leave my side, for whatever the situation may be.

We were having a peaceful time, but we could hear each other's stomach rumbling with hunger, time to time. But, we avoided it, because we were happy to be together.

(But, that doesn't mean we didn't go for breakfast, we did go, because Rajal aunty had to practically come and pull us out of the room.)

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//Hi people!!!

Just wanted to let you know, that my Online Classes resume from tomorrow, I might not be regular with updates, but I will try.

Just in case, you have missed CarryMinati's new video

https://youtu.be/zzwRbKI2pn4

Here's the link

Go check it out!!!

Here comes our,

Poll #6

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Which one do you like?

Tell me below.//

Btw, this is the picture of the colour Kayna asked me to put.