5 Accident

Rasika groaned at the book in front of her. She has been trying to solve this problem since past fifteen minutes and still didn't know what to do as it kept on getting on a dead end without much to do. She sighed and decided to note it down on a notebook so that she can ask the teacher. After noting it down she went to take out her history textbook to revise today's lesson. But before anything else her eyes fell on the diary. ' I hope they have a lab period or something soon' she thought before taking her book and sitting back down trying to concentrate on the lesson.

Almost half an hour later she found herself fiddling with the same diary and contemplating whether to open it or not. "A little peak won't harm anyone right? and I have already opened it when I first saw it at the garden." she muttered to herself. On the very first page itself it was written in beautiful handwriting 'A dreamer...' She chuckled at that 'come to think of it' she thought 'it's pretty unusual for a boy to keep such diary.' She flipped the pages smiling.

To say I am a constant dreamer...

I always think of you

My life is nothing more than you

I hope we can meet soon

I will love more than anything.

As soon as she read the verse on the first page she slammed the book closed. oh god, what was she doing? had she completely lost her mind? Here she lectured her best friend to not read someone's diary without their permission and she just read someone's writing about their love. The most hidden feeling of his heart. 'but he won't get angry at you because he likes you.' Saloni's words echoed in her head "no you stupid he doesn't!" Rasika shouted and threw the nearest cushion into the wall. Vihan's smile flashed across her mind, his charming boisterous smile. She ducked her head on the table. 'what the hell is happening?' She thought.She was exhausted, she concluded. yeah, she needed to sleep. So she went to sleep under the covers.

'I will love you more than anything.'

"ahhh!" she shouted again getting up. "he is taken! stop!" she said loudly to herself. Just then a knock was heard on her door. Her heart stopped. She thought her parents were both at their respective works. "ummm Yes?" she said and her mom walked in. Her face heated up and it became really awkward for her thinking if her mom had heard her. She sat down beside her daughter smiling. "you are home early?" She asked and her mother nodded. "yes darling, how was your day?" It took a while for her to answer "so and so...how was yours?" her mother caressed her head "fine...how are your studies?" she asked again. "yeah... pretty much good."

"your unit test must be around next month. I hope you are prepared?" ofcourse what else she can ask. "yeah.. the syllabus isn't even over yet." she replied. Her mother sighed at that "My dear, you know how important studies are right? everything else can wait. please focus on nothing but that. okay?" She asked. Rasika nodded. "yeah... what's there to focus on other than that anyways. yeah..I was just about to study." she said getting out of her covers and sitting on her study table. Her mother muttered a 'good' before exiting.

'oh god..she heard, she heard and now she has got the wrong idea. That damn Vihan.' she sighed. she took her red sketch pen and started marking the important points. Halfway through the big lesson she got up to drink some water. "French revolution is such a boring chapter." she said dreading to go back to study it. Her eyes once again fell on the small diary. "but anyways he writes pretty good. Must be getting straight A at English." she fiddled with the hard cover. It was tempting to not read more of that. 'like he would not know if I read. and even if he mentions her name it's not like I willl know her. pfft I don't even know all of my classmates name.' she thought as she opened a random page.

I hope I won't have to get away

After I finally meet you

under the moonlight and the sunshine

I want to love the things you love

I want to hate the things you hate

I want that kind of love

where I would be destroyed after parting from you.

'wow...it was touching but.. sad.' Rasika thought mindlessly scribbling her own thoughts.

The thing I would love the most

would probably be you.

so how can you destroy you,

the person I love the most

when you promised

to love the things I love

to hate the things I hate?

It was only after she had scribbled with the red pen did she realised. She stared at her writing wide eyed. 'oh no...what now? How will I return this?' she kept on thinking of a way rubbing over her writing but ofcourse it won't be erased. After sometime of panicking she finally relented. 'okay..he won't know it was me.' She packed the diary in her bag not wanting to cause any further accidents and so that she can completely forget about it.