Riya Mehra was not the kind of girl who opened up easily.
Naye logon se gul-mel hona uske liye hamesha waqt leta tha. Jo usse thoda sa bhi pyaar se baat karta, Riya usse apna best friend material samajhne lagti—shayad kyunki uski life mein kabhi koi sach-munne ka best friend tha hi nahi.
10th standard ke boards aa rahe the, isliye Riya ke parents ne “sab kar rahe hain toh hum bhi karte hain” waali soch ke saath use ek mashhoor coaching class mein daakhil kara diya. Classes mein alag-alag schools, alag batches, alag log—sab kuch naya.
Iss sab mein ek cheez achhi hui—
Riya ki mulakat hui Aanya Kapoor se.
Aanya uske hi area mein rehti thi. Summer vacation ke dinon mein dono saath classes jaati, saath hi ghar laut ti. Dheere-dheere woh sirf classmates nahi, achhe dost ban gaye.
Aanya khuli-mizaaj, bindass, har kisi se dosti kar lene wali ladki thi. Uske through Riya bhi dheere-dheere logon se baat karne lagi. Par phir bhi, dil ke ek kone mein Riya sochti thi—
"Kya kabhi mujhe mera khud ka best friend milega?
Koi aisa jo sirf mera ho, jo mujhe samajh sake?
Ya shayad… kabhi koi special bhi?"
Shayad koi uska sachcha dost banne wala tha.
Shayad koi uski life mein kuch zyada hi important banne wala tha.
Riya ko bas abhi tak pata nahi tha.
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