“Are you sure of this, Chaahat?” Ishitha asked, once again.
Ever since over hearing that conversation in the college, Chaahat has been behaving a bit more cold than usual. There is a determination in her eyes. As if she had set her mind on something.
“Yes” Chaahat said, as she got ready for the party.
“At least tell me what you are planning to do?” Ishitha asked in exasperation.
Chaahat simply shot a vague smile in her direction, instead of responding to the question.
“Sometimes, you are so damn infuriating. Do you know that?” Ishitha asked, glaring at a neutral faced Chaahat.
“I find it difficult to open up to people, Ishu. It’s not that I am arrogant or pricey. I just am not used to it. In fact, you are the very first friend I ever made in my life.” Chaahat said softly and Ishitha sighed.
“Why? What has happened in your life to make you so?” Ishitha asked softly.