Unknown’s journal entry:
April 21st, 2008
Sometimes I wonder, what life is? And the same minute I answer my self- Its a frisky play and we have to play it aptly. But my life right now, I feel my life’s screwed. Screwed in every darning way. I feel like every damn thing in this world has happened to me. I try making myself understand : Teenagers have survived their life through the ages and its not just me who has to suffer. I lost my friends. They betrayed. Like every other friend does. They did what I had never thought they would. They stopped maintaining contact. They started spreading rumours about me saying : That girl was a fucking Slut.
I’m not a girl who would sit alone at a corner crying and shedding tears, trying to figure out Why her friends betrayed and Why her boyfriend faked her. And she believes she has no one. But I have myself, and my family. The same people I hated days back for lying to me.
You might be thinking this is just a normal thing a girl would experience in her high school but I have gone through alot. Each last day of mine I survived through all those thick and hards and now I’m out of all those shitty glares of people I’ve moved away from.
A month back my father came to me at an odd timing, I was committed to my studies. He sat beside me and broke down a news I was shocked to hear. We were getting transferred. Leaving Delhi forever and coming here – to DehraDun for the next few years. I never knew how could I even survive without people I already left. I was mad at dad that whole week, till I realised it was not something he did. And now, how lucky I feel flying Dehradun, living here with new people. Fifteen years of my life I spent in Delhi, wondering I would never meet people better than I met there. I was wrong. Regretting my words, I feel good here.
Been so head ached by the story of my fourth teen year, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m a sixteen year old another teenage girl who has gone through all the teenage situations and life problems. Maybe more better situations than people actually go through :’) You may have known this by the ink above. But I know I’m brave. My family is beside me always. They have experienced this world, how bad thing this world turns out to be if you believe it blindly. I was so stupid. Not knowing how everyone around me was faking till the time I left that fucking place. I feel much better in these mountain valleys, my room’s window throwing so much of light that I regret, turning my back.
And two people I hate the most right now, and will preserve the hatred for them rest of my life : Vihaan Khurrana, now my so called ex boyfriend and Ashar, my ex best friend.
How startlingly these two were feigning me. Every heck of my life and every second I shared with Ashar. Still believing him gave me nothing but dejection. And Vihaan, one of those most foremost persons in my life feigned me. How wonderful I thought my life was, having the most handsome people as my friends and the hulk of the school as my boyfriend. Girls had enough reasons to hate me. And hatred brought me here, far from the world full of fraudsters.
Vihaan is one of those worst persons I’ve met where I lived before and the worst person I will ever know again. The person who owes much hatred right now. We had such an understanding time together. Only if I knew he was a bastard, I would never have been in a relationship with him. I was never a relationship sort of girl. Well, I hated Couples. But when I felt infatuated towards this guy, it was probably the first time I felt something for someone. How excitedly I went up to him, in order to expect something back. And I did expect right. I got a reply from him. He already wanted me, and this was all I wanted. Everything was so happy like another Cinderella Story. But no. Forgetting the times I’ve spent with him and the time I left Delhi, he turned out to be a Jerk. An Effing Playboy Jerk. I never expected him to be such a person. But the fact is- no matter how well you know someone, everyone has got that hidden identity blinded by looks and acts.
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