Those two friends of mine consoled me a lot. I couldnвЂ™t stop my tears, i started weeping. I held a grudge at my mom and cut the call. My mom then calls me and yells at me for not informing to the higher officials of the hostel and getting them into trouble late at night.

There wasnвЂ™t proper network that day and i couldnвЂ™t communicate to my dad properly. To which i said i am not in hostel and that i had already informed mom about it. My dad calls me in the next couple of minutes and asks my whereabouts as the hosel people called up dad and questioned my absence. The situation was getting in favour of her and i was losing it. She again called me after few minutes as i hadnвЂ™t turned up to her expectations. I replied okay madam iвЂ™ll be there in a while. She then asked me to come to the reception. She asked me in a very rude manner where i was to which i said вЂњmadam i am at my room.вЂќ My fingers were crossed. I said hello in a very soft tone even though my voice was shaking. I gathered some courage to answer her call. I told my mom iвЂ™ll inform dad too because dad was out of station for his personal work that day to which she said no do not call dad now. My so called mom instead of understanding me she screamed at me putting forward numerous questions of why me staying there. I then told my mom if somebody calls from hostel do tell them that i had already informed you. I called up my mom and told that i had some project work which got extended for which i happened to stay at my friendвЂ™s flat only. My hostel warden kept calling me meanwhile. Even she was scared to handle the situation. But the excuses seemed to fade as time passed by. I asked her to give lame to lame excuses to prove that i am in the room only if someone comes to check my presence. I called up my roommate and narrated whatever was happening around. Fear ran down my spine petrifying me even more. It displayed the name of my hostel warden. I checked the Truecaller app to get to know about the person calling me. It felt like i had done something wrong for which i am running away from it. My phone suddenly rings at 10:00 PM creating a disturbance when we three of us were engaged talking to each other. I ended up staying at my friendвЂ™s flat thinking that everything will work out somehow. I thought my roommate would manage it as it had worked out for quite a number of times.

But to my bad luck they had escalated the security which i was unaware of. That day i thought somehow attendance would be handled by my roommate. Now since i stay in hostel, staying at somebody elseвЂ™s home without prior permission is a mistake. Once it such happened that i stayed up in my friendвЂ™s flat for an overnight. I stay at their place at times by giving proxy in the hostel. Every now and then I visit their home so that i feel good and pass on the time as i get bored in hostel. I stay in hostel and both of them stay in flats in the same locality. Everything went smooth until both of my friends happened to me. I focussed only on my academics and my health. So i started doing stuff which they wanted me to. I felt like making my parents happy and proud by doing what-so-ever is the greatest gift I can ever give them irrespective of my own happiness. I have been grown in such surroundings where the misconception of вЂtalking to people (guys specially) and getting close to them will ruin my life somebodyвЂ™ used to run in my head like a seconds hand of a clock which never stops because of which I focussed only my studies and my family, nothing apart from that. In this new modern era no body means anything to anybody. My parents keep repeating this lesson almost every time.

Every time they addressed me with the saying that вЂDo not get too much attached with anyone as they have their own ways of tricking you and fooling you so that you get trapped which will eventually hinder your own successвЂ™.Д®verybody is mean to their self. My parents were never into friendship strategy much. One to study well and the other to take care of my health as i have got health issues too. I have always been taught only two things. I am a bit nerdy studious kinda person who gets down to the nitty-gritty of every single problem. Without them life feels incomplete (very cheesy though :p). Both of them add taste to my life and sugar to my tea. So in order to make tea tastier youвЂ™ll have to add sugar. Without which life seems like a sugarless tea. Okay so there are these two crazy friends of mine whom i am blessed with.

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