Inner-Lame-Self...

Sometimes, I take an escape from the reality and visit my own imaginary world.I introspect there.People should do introspection.They should contemplate.

I hate maths class.I like John Nash but no I don't like maths.A wise human, once, said that pretty girls do not know maths and that wise human is me. I took an escape from the class and talked with my inner self.

"Girl, you were never good at maths.

That's why I need your company.

What do you want to think?

About him.

Did you receive his message?

No.

Why?

I don't know.

There must be some reasons that he didn't text.

What can be those reasons?

1. His answer is no. 2. He is still thinking about it.

I didn't like your first option.

But then it can be the possibility.

Why?

Because he didn't text.

He could be busy!

Alright, he is busy but you are not busy.Text him.

No!

Great.At least, you have a bit of self-respect and sense that a girl shouldn't text a man.

I am feeling sad now.

He has moved on.

He cannot do this to me.

Stop your melodrama.Be sensible.

How can he forget me when I am thinking about him all the day?

He doesn't know about your lame vibes philosophy.

You are torturing me now.

He doesn't care.

Stop it.

Text him.

I cannot.What if he says no?

umm...Then put your arms around his shoulder and tell him "Mere baad deewany tujhko na koi or jachay gi"

Meh! I cannot say even a word.

You are a loser.

He doesn't care anymore?

No.

Say me you are lying.

No.

That's cruel.

Forget him.

Please..go...away...

It was you who needed my company and not me.

Say something that may soothe me.

He is standing outside and waiting for you as his bride.

Shataaaapppp!!

What else? let me think... He will enter in the class and the time will stop, your hair will blow in the air like those of heroines in romantic movies.And ....you both will have a romantic song together.

Go away...

Its your time to go away.Father is waiting outside and the class has been ended.

I am going.

Listen?

Yeah?

Did he text?

Meh!"