I am waiting for someone to call me. I am back, okay! I am still the same, in school, without Anuj to take my photos. Waiting for Anujun to shout is bad for ball throwing today. You have to focus on the peak and wait 15 minutes after that 2000m relay. What is happening! I ran so fast that day that it was scary.”
After the match, I went to another swimming meet, took a shower, brushed my hair and was with my father. Then my mother called me, “Mihika, can you give me Anuj’s phone?” He said, Anger burns me, he said. My husband Anuj, my Anuj, is not a boxer. How could he tell her that? My mother called me again, “Mihika”! I laughed and replied, What is this? The other mother said to me, "What happened today, were you in the pool for half an hour?" "Nothing," I replied, "I was just given homework."
When we got home, my mother opened the door of our house for me and I went to my room. I take a picture of Anuj applying massage oil. I have time for myself. But there is something else. Unfortunately, she became a mother. "Hey Beta, can you tell me what your course is and how many courses you have taken!" he asked. I said, "Why don't you look into my life for once?" I replied. I threw some of my books at him and said, "Get out of my room." My mother ran away crying. They don't show it to others
I know, you know, before my mother left the swimming club, everyone knew that she and Anuj went to the dressing room before and after swimming. Taking my place with him because I want to be him and touch him the way Anuj touched him? He always takes time. The next day we saw my dad getting it red as the remaining flies poisoned his stomach. I saw him coming out of the dressing room. My brother is fine because today I remember passing by the room, Anuj was there, I saw him waiting with me when I could.
This all happened the night she and Anuj went to our favorite restaurant. I didn't go. They keep insisting that I need patience. I didn't and I hope I need more patience. Cake. . Either way it was a lie. He went to the supermarket to get something. The laughter was now so loud that it almost cut the skin off my head. I grabbed the knife and waited near the toilet. I texted them while sitting on the couch next to our laundry room.


Comments (1)
Intriguing! Asad This story captures a whirlwind of emotions and experiences, blending themes of youth, relationships, and the complexities of family dynamics. You skillfully portrays the protagonist's inner turmoil and longing for connection, especially with Anuj. The mix of everyday activities and deeper reflections creates a relatable narrative that resonates with anyone navigating the challenges of growing up. Great job weaving these elements together! :)