Life is really a series of chapters without end. And mine is a boring one. With a broken heart I wrote him, " Just wait I will tell you"

He replied, "Okay"

I didn't reply. I was not in a mood. After yesterday's incident definitely not.

After few minutes he wrote, " Are you okay? "

I mean this one message whether as a friend or a partner in his heart I felt a bit happy and shocked at the same time.

I was wondering I didn't type a thing incorrectly why all of a sudden is he asking this.

I replied, "Why? "

He said, " No, I just thought. Usually you end the conversation so I guessed. Nothing more"

I replied, " No, I am super fine. I will surely tell you just give me few minutes. "

He replied, "Okay"

I replied with a smiley to not let him recognize my heart broken state.

I gave him the notes. We chatted for few minutes.

After our chat was over an unknown fear and sadness gripped me I felt like crying once more.

I started reading comics. My medicine when I'm in sorrowful state. I really love to read and get so much engrossed in it that I often forget the world around me.I continued. My mom came s.n.a.t.c.hed the mobile. I was feeling dejected and started to quarrel. I took it back sneakily. I was really mad as well as naive at that time. Next day is my exam and today I am reading comics.Really destroying my destiny in my hands. I could understand that yet can't respond to that.

I really need someone who can get me rid of this wierd addiction that I contracted after a despicable incident back in my school days. That whenever I'm depressed I read comics. It's just like nicotine to me. A wierd type of illness.Tomorrow is the practical exam yet I'm obsessed with such comics. To me as soon as I leave it I won't be able to survive as I will get reminded of the real world.

I don't know what will happen to me tomorrow.