#4 NYSHA's DIARY

7th April,

Hello diary, sorry I failed to write you in a while, but I will still try to write you again ad soon as possible, because you are the only one with whom I actually talk.

So today was my last exam, all were so happy today, they celebrating, but I was the one who was sitting on he side. I don't wanted to go home, not today.

So my life is going down again.
Mom finally leaved the house today because of the bad habit of my dad. I was knowing that one day it was going to happen. This time she looked really very serious. Dad promised me today that He will try not to drink from now, but after calling Mom dozens of times and explaining her to come back, she denied.

So Sanchit, I talked about him in the diary before. He would be a dashing, cool and  handsome hunk, but I can't bare someone who had any bad habits. He didn't stop texting me, but I always try to ignore him and this time, I am confident.  I don't want him at any cost now. Its been six months I haven't texted him yet and I am proud of it.

Oh, sorry I want to write only good things from now. But now a days, I can't see any good thing happening to me. I have average grades. I have a static schedule and nothing seems to be normal. Only sadness resides with me.

I spent my day with dad. He is a good person, but he is trapped in that bad habit. I helped him managing the home. Cleaning, and even making food. The food was below average, but it tasted love of both of us.

Umm, something I noticed now a days is a guy that comes in the bus. I first noticed him when in that bus where all pray to get a seat, he got a seat, but he rather gave that seat to a lady. He is a innocent guy. I noticed that he also notices me. In that bus, where I can't see anyone with good intention, I saw innocence and care in his eyes. So today also I saw him in the bus,he was standing in the front of me. I wanted to talk to him, just wanted to say hi, but… leave, I can't do anything in my life. I hate my shy behaviour. My life sucks, everything is just going wrong. Now there are vacations and so, the opportunity to go in the bus are only in the next semester after two months.

What to say else. All is going worse. I don't have confidence, strength and even a friend to talk.

I guess that next time, when I will see him in the bus, I will definitely talk to him. But till that, I expect him in my next semester.…


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