DOSTI

Monami mujhe dost maanti hai. Dost? Hum... Hum dost hain kya? Woh... woh alag hai sabse. Baaki cadets ki tarah nahi hai.

Mujhe jaanti hai, samajhti hai. Mujhe... Mujhe accept karti hai. Woh... woh achhi lagti hai mujhe. Uski parwaah karta hoon main.

Jab kaanch se use chot lagi, toh bura laga. Uska dard, uska gussa, uski disappointment... sab bura laga. Jab usne kaha ki ab se hum sirf Trainer aur Cadet hain, toh bhi achha nahi laga mujhe. Uske paas jaakar yeh justify karna zaroori laga ki kyun main kuchh nahi kar paaya. Kyun main nahi rok paya Koel ko. Kyun use uss monster ke saath jaane diya.

Main parwaah karta hoon uski. Uske emotions se farak padta hai mujhe. Usse baat karna achha lagta hai mujhe.

Dost hain hum. Sahi keh rahi hai woh. Baaki cadets ki tarah nahi hai woh. Special hai, different hai. Dost hai.

Hurt kar diya, na, maine use? Phir se?

I need to fix this.

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