November 15, 2015

Unspoken Code - Short Story

“Stay away. I’m not even sharing road with you.”
“I think we’re best friends, don’t we?”
“Best friends?  You do all the ill deeds and hide away, and teachers bestow all the due blessings on me, Best Friends…huh!”
“ill deeds?”
“Don’t pretend, you think you put bombs under Miss Marie’s chair and she would kiss you, you were the one who drilled a big whole into Tabla while music class just to check mysterious source of sounds, and aftereffects still ringing in my ears.”
“Yellow flowers, sign of friendship, take it.”

“You’re the worst friend, you know that?” 

- Ankita Chauhan 

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