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asked them not to track me, nor ask anything till I get back. A new optimist and a sense of confidence in my voice were playing an agonist too.
    It was now the time to make omelettes. Ansh was already in the kitchen preparing everything to assist me. Mom knew he was the bestguy to assist me as he was my regular assistant back in Baroda. I tried to have a conversation with him to coax out what they were hiding, but in vain.
    “Are you going to tell me now?”
    “No Gajju! Please.”
    “Why Ansh? What is it?”
    “You are not ready, buddy! Besides, M has given me strict instructions not to tell you anything.”
    So she was the one who was behind it. M, I hate you for some things. Just as I love you for most others.
    “Okay, I won’t push you then. But you love her, admit it.”
    “It will not make any difference.”
    “It will. You will be ensured.”
    “I’m ensured Gajju! Let me tell you what I feel. I still am in love with Angie, madly, and that’s why it pains more. But if I keep thinking about that now, I’ll screw my final year which I don’t want to. I want to get through, at least for my parents’ sake. Now do you need any more answers?”
    “No, I got it.” I said with a smile, patted his back to calm him. I didn’t intend the conversation to go this belligerent.
    In the afternoon when she was asleep, Ansh and I were together, writing the next part, which undoubtedly was the craziest day of our life. So we both knew that night was going to bring so much fun. M too sensed it when she woke up and was swift in finishing her dinner soup along with the salad, which Ansh had brought from my house. I was having food cooked by my mother after seven months and it never tasted more delicious. After having dinner, we three gathered in our room.
    I opened the diary and started reading,
    Ansh opened his eyes when he felt the touch of green grass tickling inside his ear and the cold breeze of the morning playing with hishair. He knew this wasn’t the feeling he got every morning. He moved his eyes and realized,
    ‘Bloody hell!’
He shrugged.
    He lay in the goalpost of the football ground and his head was spinning with excruciating pain. He anxiously reached inside his pockets to take out his phone, but they were empty.
    ‘How the hell did I arrive here? Where are my friends?’ These were some of the questions which ran in his mind, but the most important part was missing. ‘What happened last night?’
    He stood up and started running towards the hostel. When he was passing through the cricket ground, he saw someone lying flat on the pitch. He got closer, and feared since the figure was appearing like Dhruv. He took a close look and found his ideas turning into reality – he was right.
    “What the hell man!!” Ansh took a big gasp before reaching close to his friend.
    “Gajju!” Ansh yelled and shook his body.
    “Ansh?” Dhruv said with groggy eyes.
    “What the hell are you doing here?”
    “Shut the fuck up Ansh, what happened?” He asked appraising his obliteration.
    “Dude look around, you are lying in the middle of the cricket ground.” He stood up with Ansh’s support and looked around.
    “O gosh, my head…” He screamed and placed his hand over his head.
    “I think it’s because of a hangover Gajju!”
    “Don’t get filmy Ansh.”
    “Oh really? I found myself in football ground and you here. What does it mean? Do you remember what happened last night?” Behind Ansh’s sarcasm, there was a hope.
    “No, I think… results came out in the evening, I passed with grace and we decided to party, trying booze for the first time… and…”
    “Exactly! Our result, party and then, blank. I remember the same and by knowing the fact that we are college students and still inside the campus, this is even worse than the movies,” Dhruv stood pale, and was as clueless as Ansh was.
    “Now move your ass and let’s go to the hostel. I wish no one has seen us,” Ansh angrily said, because it was