Arti and Bindu lived in rooms at the opposite ends of the main corridor that ran along the first floor of their hostel. They got along really well. It felt like something clicked when they met. Time seemed to stand still for Arti and she was really happy on getting Bindu as her friend. As time passed by they became thick friends, they were even called inseparable by a few. The only thing, rather person they ever argued about was Chanchal. He seemed to be the only bone of contention between the two.
Bindu and Chanchal were in the same class and were pretty close friends which is exactly what irked Arti more. Bindu was at her wits end to get both these people to like each other but failed miserably whenever she tried. As a last attempt, she tried to get them both to sit with her for dinner. The whole atmosphere on the table was gloomy, as if there were thunderstorms waiting to vent their fury. So suffocating it was, that Arti and Chanchal got up to leave, but in a few minutes Arti came to sit with her as she couldnâ€™t stand the sight of Bindu having to eat alone when she was in the same room.
Though it was Chanchal who she expected would come to her, Bindu was happy to see that Arti came and sat with her. She had made it pretty clear to both her friends that she absolutely hated to eat alone in the mess hall.
What was it about that guy that over these two people, she secretly liked him a bit more that Arti?
(This is a real incident, which has occurred in one of the places I have been. Names, some situations etc have been modified to fit into the story. I really donâ€™t have time to finish the whole story as Iâ€™m travelling, but this story is far from over.)
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