Lost

Chapter 3

‘Maybe’, became the first best word to describe my life, because of the uncertainties of course. All my answers have lied in between a ‘Yes’ and a ‘No’, in short confused and unsure a lot of times.

But I am sure about this one thing I am talking about here, because these are all true incidences from younger Ahana I was.

I can clearly remember the last day of my first school in Euro Kids, Ghaziabad.

I wasn’t sad or regretful about leaving the place, but the only question that I had in my mind was how the new place was going to be, what new adventures were to come in my life? Only if I knew one day whole life of Ahana Singh would be an adventure, maybe. A lot more is yet to come or it could be a silent storm.

Before I left the school I saw Niharika, my first best friend. Why? Because we shared seats and tiffin’s. Though I am still unaware of what a true best friend looks like.

I did not know, if I would ever visit Ghaziabad again but at least I had someone to call friends from there.

Before leaving for final time, I turned around looked back and waved at my school as if it would wave back, sadly it did not.

Last sight of my first school.

We packed up in a week and almost ready to move.

Oh! I missed my younger brother Ahaan, sweet but overly talkative who came with a destiny by birth, to get me in trouble.

Sometimes, his pranks could have killed me, unfortunately they didn’t.

It was going to be a new state, the capital city of Madhya Pradesh.

We shifted to a real big house which was a two story and I examined a lot of parks around the house but no signs of human. What if we were among zombies now? Nah, they don’t exist. Or maybe they do.

I finally traced a human figure, a boy who was probably same age as me but taller, he was at the terrace of the house in front of mine. We started talking but before our conversation could go any longer my mother called.

At the dining table, daddy broke the silence by telling that he has a friend who stays in front of our house, and they have kids of our age.

I reconfirmed by telling the name of Divyan, the boy whom I just met.

The same evening we were invited to their place.

All of us had a nice introduction session, a few games that included the board games.

The whole atmosphere was interrupted by Divyan, who said that I was a real shy person, but before I could clarify, Ahaan kept my reality in front and made me feel ashamed.

Well, that is my usual first impression on everyone I meet. I’m not a shy type though but I tend to shut my mouth, trying to do this more often now, as I said my mouth works faster than my brain.