After Rehan's story

I was near to tears when Rehan finished his story. I had grown emotional in all these affairs but unlike
Rehan i had no mercy for Anya. I noticed Rehan taking slow sobs and tryed to comfort ihm. He pushed away
my hand. And then gently asked me for a paper and a penciil. with the required supplies by his side he
started to sketch." a great artist he can be on will" i had hear and today saw the magic and magnifence
myself.He drew a beautiful face. One without any lines or marks , Anya it was i guessed and recongnised
her as the girl who had bumped into me a week before.I examined the sketch carefully, taking in every
little detail.I could see how Rehan had poured his love to the image.The eyes the most attracting but
filled with pain not of anyas but his own that reflected.I looked up at him , at his eyes to be precise
it reminded me of my misery and i trembled in fear again.And in a sudden i felt my house drifting away
and infront of my eyes stood my angel ; my mircale , my soul , my other half. I didnt realise when
tears slipped from my eyes..rather my heart. I felt Rehan dabbing my eyes. i slowly came to my senses
and wiped away my tears.
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The class huddled infront of me as the bell rang. Tuesday it was when the class had break just after
my period.Rehan was absent today an i was a bit dull as well when i heard rattling and found anya
shuffling all her books and her bag. At first i decided to walk away but then i decided to help.
" What happened Anya" i asked in a dull tone . she looked up with teary eyes. "nuffin " she answered
in a teary voice and got up suddenly and ran away. Her books were all on the floor and i decided to
assemble them. so i picked up thhe books and kept them on her table in a proper manner. I went back
to the teachers table , i had left my glasses , when i saw a notebook flipped open on the ground.
I picked it up , it was not a school notebook and had no name on the cover. i opened the first page
to see a few photographs. Anya it was , in a slightly younger age with a huge grin , other photoes
were of A girl with her , good friend she seemed and another photo of a girl , glamourous this one seemed.
 One of sushant , one of Neev, and another photo which after seeing
i eld it in shock. It was of Rehan.
Anya was cribbled across the first page each in different ways. I opened another page shocked to see it
 was her diary.I thought of keeping it back but then i felt a sudden urge of reading it and i took it
along .' reading someone's diary is a mistake" people say but this one was a must read to me.
I thought as i walked along the pavement , that i would give the diary i held to Rehan..It would answer all his
questions and give him strnght to live, something i would never get. But as i reached home and curled up in
 my bed with a heavy blanket. i felt an urge to open it and read it. I opened the first page , the photoes slipped
out. i noticed a photo , one which i hadnt  efore  All six were theyre, opposite yettae for each other.  Anya was
 there , smartest yet beautifull to the extreme. Another GIrl on her side very glamourous and pouty yet well
adjusted to the other girl on her side who was rather sporty and funloving, and three boys adding into the
picture. All three very attractive yet very happy and down to earth. The picture was so clear it made me deel
as if i were somewhere nearby and saw it from my own eyes while it wa sbeing clicked. I read it from the starting ,
somewhere between 9th grade's second semester. She had written every detail she felt was important. The girls
, i realised , Were her best friends Navya or Navy , the sporty and Simrita or Sim , The glamourous. The boys
 were her best friend as well Ritesh , SUshant and Neev. I read it all absorbing everything in , a well writer she
 was , I noticed. I took a break when the dated paged reached 11th May. I closed my eyes and drained all her
 thoughts , digested them actually and then continued reading. She wrote everything as same as Rehan had
wrote , the feelings of both were absolutely same but she was more detailed in speech. In between there were
tales about SUshant and Navya as well. I got to know how Sushant and Navya became each other's on 11th
march itself. I read and read till the
 date reached ** ** ** , the day Anya and Rehan were caught.