brother  yash,you  are    strong  in  developing  logic  for  softwares .And  you  said  yesterday  you would  go  for  civil  services  as  well.and  today  you  are  a  writer?”varun  had  a  valid  question.

“no buddy,god  has  sent  me  to  become  a  writer.and  I  will become.what  I  talk   of  anything  else is absurd.”

“  I am  not  demotivating  you.but  who  will  read  you?”varun  asked.

yash  was  answerless.clearly  varun  had  asked  a  right question.in india,no one would  value  you until  you  have  something  to  show.

But  yash  had  other  moves “I will  write  and  read.what  I  will  write will  be  a  mirror  of  my  heart.”

“yash  don’t  be  silly.don’t  you  need  money?”

“no”

“ok,so you  will  fed  your  bellies  with  emotions  and  sentiments,my psycho  friend?”varun  was  irritated .

“varun,go  to  your  room,you  won’t  understand me .and  call  me  tomorrow  when  you  will be  ready  for  stroll  at  5am.i  won’t  sleep  tonight”

“do  whatever you like “varun  was  in a  high  tempo.

“definitely,I will”

Varun disappeared  from the  room in nanoseconds.People have found  strange  ways of  showing their disagreement.

I  opened the  window of  my hostel  room and a  gentle breeze blew  right  across  my  face.White clouds  ,unaware   of  my  thoughts  to  fly  like  them  ,navigated   through  the  sky.I  had  for the first time  pissed  someone for  my passion,so  I  was  more  than  happy.In  my  19  years ,I never  shared  something  like  this to anyone in my life.today  I  did  it  with  a  machined human.so that   moron deserved  some party,I thought.   I  flashed  a  sms to  varun  inviting   him  for  a treat  tomorrow morning  at  stroll time.The  watch ticked   two asking  me  to  copy  assignments for  the  class  tomorrow.i  didn’t  copy  and  instead  went  for  sleep.it  was the  most  sound  sleep of  my  life.I  realized I would have slept  without anti  depressants  that  night.