Aastha, " it's not up to you sid. I will make sure you will come to the holi this year and if you don't then I am going to tell shilpa, she will handle you."
Aastha, " it's not up to you sid. I will make sure you will come to the holi this year and if you don't then I am going to tell shilpa, she will handle you."
Sid just sat on his bed quietly. Aastha wanted to say something but she didn't and left the room.
Sid sat on his bed with his hand folded together and with a hurtful expression. It not like he never played holi, oh he sure did. Holi was the only day where he used to be himself and be free.
It seems it has been ages since he even touched anything colorful. Before holi was the color of his life, so beautiful and bright but now that same color seems like a deceive and ugly. Everything in his life has changed and he is determined to keep it that way.
sid sat on his bed playing with his rudraksh mala while in deep thought.
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