Flashback//:

I was always considered an arrogant girl who was a nerd and fill of attitude. No one had the courage to know me except Pari and Tara before making any judgements. Even though I was unaware of how much Tara felt jealous because of me. But that was before Sargam became my Best Friend Forever. And also made Vikram as my friend and my brother.

"Hi Rutvika" said Sargam.

I replied, "Hello BFF."

"What are your plans for high school, huh?"

"I don't know... Maybe a journalist. But I am not sure yet. What about you?"

"I want to be a software engineer."

"Wow... That's amazing. You'll surely be a great one." I gave him a dimpled smile while he poked my so tiny dimples.

"But I still want to meet my BFF" he said with a sad look. "I don't want to ever leave you."

I gave him a smile and nodded knowing how much strong our friendship was. I believed in our friendship a lot.

But soon enough it ended and I was the reason.

I left him without a word. And our friendship was broken into pieces. And I'm not sure from where to start picking up its parts and where I've left them.

// End of Flashback

When I tried to contact him back, I found out how he had moved on in life and wasn't ready to hear a word from me. He had moved on with Tara, as I came to know today. I felt my whole world shattered then with this image in front of my eyes. Nothing was left maybe.

I thought that was the end but it was just the beginning.

I was absolutely unaware of why he acted like that or what happened with him. I just knew from my friends that he was in dire need of time to put himself together. I'd come to know how he was broken the day I left. But I knew that something else lies underneath it and I need to find it now before it's too late. Before it's too late to rekindle our friendship. I don't expect love from his side, just my old best friend who had the power to make me an during the darkest times.

Plus I need to get out of my insecurities and tell him my reasons for leaving. I don't know if he'll understand,I don't know if I'll be able to tell him but if he's still the same curly black hair with eyes full of understanding and a habit of touching his dimple chin when thinking deeply then maybe he'll understand. But I'm not sure whether he's there or I've lost him forever. I'm too afraid to unfold all the past that has led us this way. Maybe it may mislead us or maybe it may be our destination itself.