The Guide [Part-1]

~"Young aged years are probably the most beautiful and devastating part of one's life. It's the time when you meet that one person you want forever and somehow you give them the complete authority to crush your soul"~
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"Leave me alone. I don't want to wake up. I'll prefer bunking college today. Go away. Let me sleep", I said to Athira who was trying to wake me up since the last twenty minutes.
"Wake up idiot. Viyaan is waiting for you. He has been calling constantly. Wake up you lazy ass, right now", my best friend Athira said this out loud.
"Whaaaaat? Viyaan is waiting? You couldn't have told this to me before? Bitch, I hate you", saying this I threw a pillow right at her face. I saw my phone. It had seven miss calls from him and a bunch of messages too.
I am Mannat Rajvansh, a 19 year old crazy soul who loved and enjoyed life to the fullest. I'm in second year of Computer Engineering at Delhi College of Engineering. Athira and Viyaan are my life supports. Athira, my best friend is like my long lost twin. We are inseparable since the first day of college. And Viyaan had been with me since the past four years. Luckily we both ended up being in the same city for college. And that guy, even after such a long time never fails to make me fall for him all over again.
Knowing that my love, my Viyaan had been waiting for me, I got up and got ready in fifteen minutes.
I consider myself lucky enough. I had superb parents, back in Ajmer. My dad was one of the most powerful businessman of the state. And Viyaan's dad had been his good friend. And me and Viyaan, we're soul-mates. My mom and dad never said no to anything. They always treated me like a princess. My grandmother took care of me always and inculcated all the good habits I had. God had bestowed upon me the best of people in every walk of life.
I guess blessed would be a better term than lucky.
Viyaan was waiting for me near the college gate. We walked hand in hand to a nearby restaurant. He kissed my cheeks and the colour of my face changed to crimson red. We sat down and started talking. I wonder how could someone be so perfect. He was amazing at everything, literally everything he did. He couldn't stand tears in my eyes. And the way he surprised me every now and then, I can't thank him enough for that.
I was turning 20 in another week. So I asked him, "Viyaan, my birthday is coming up. What are you planning to do baby?"
He smirked and said, "Is it? I totally forgot it. Shit. I got loads to do. Thankyou for reminding me Mannat."
"Stop that drama, would you? Don't I know you? You must have planned out something." And I stuffed some pranthas in my mouth.
We got up to go to our colleges and he gave me a tight hug when he left me at my college and said, "Have a good day baby. I love you."
And I saw him going away. I loved every minute detail about him.
I went back to my hostel room to pick my bag. Yeah, my hostel room. Mom dad wanted me learn how hostel life is. So they didn't let me live in the apartment we had here in Delhi. But I'm glad they took this decision because I found my other half, my Athira here. I picked up my bag, locked up the room and joined Athira at one of our classes.
Boring lectures as usual!
I really don't know how I manage to score well because while I'm in the class, I feel drowsy all the time. It's like the amount of stuff said in the class was directly proportional to my sleep.
Meanwhile the professor was constantly barking about some micro processor and stuff, my phone started buzzing. The name in the caller id brought a huge smile on my face. It was Mum. It had been days we've had a long conversation and I was really missing home.
I opened up my Whatsapp and sent her a text, "Mumma, I really miss you. In my class right now. If I talk, this bald crazy professor will throw me out. I'll call you later. I love you."
I saw her picture. She was beautiful, way beautiful than me. And somebody who didn't know her, won't believe she had a nineteen year old daughter.
"Alright baby. Call me when you get free." She texted back. And I imagined her smiling, reading my messages.
I shoved my phone into my bag and tried to pay some attention to that boring lecture going on.
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