Missing Part - I Contd

Hmm.. well 4th class is an eye opener. I should not lie, but can I bunk the school and enjoy the nature, yes I can. I am on my way to school. Lift please lift please.
one person, with whom I use to play cricket, very much elder stopped and asked me to get in.
I asked him, where are you going?
I am not going to school now, I will drop this bag in my friend’s house and thereafter will go to ground to see cricket match.
hmm.. interesting
He asked me, are you interested?
As a typical Indian, I said, no no, I cannot bunk the school
you will have fun there and nobody knows that you are in ground and not in school.
as I am not self motivated to go to school, at last I accepted.
I also dropped the bag there, we both headed towards ground.
Cricket match was going on and we were in the encouragement team. Honestly, I didn’t know, whom I am supporting also.
its afternoon now, shall we make a move to movie? He said
movieeeeeeeeeeeee. I am fascinated, but a small fear, somebody would see.
atlast went to movie, movie was full of fun and I enjoyed the stay out of school.
after few days without his help, I started bunking school. It was a nice improvement from my side, moving ahead without others support. No exams, no progress cards. I couldn’t notice that a volcano is backing up me. Slowly a bad impression prevailed in my house. I was under the impression that, am playing safe game. At last volcano broke out.
In the next scene, I was sitting in a local school, where school strength is equal to my class strength in previous school. I could feel shy about the things happened, but I had a feeling that I have to roar back again, I started working hard and was well setback .
I joined Nagarjuna school to complete my 10th standard. I never gave room to anything bad in my 10th, but I know I will step into something mischievous.
Yes, I did it. This time, in a trap of girl. Again finish…finish…finish…
We were good friends. We had a book interchange, knowledge transfer, combined studies. Can be called professional friends. In my intermediate 1st year, I went to her school(she was 10th ). I asked her to come out.
She refused and said, we will talk in the evening, come to home.
I said no, we need to talk here
But what is that? She said
“that is the reason I am calling you” I saidok,
please complete the topic as soon as possible.at that time,
I started thinking again, is this necessary? I thought its unnecessary.
But she is putting pressure, tell me the matter. I thought, we can throw a stone, let me express her. If love ok, if not then also, we can make friend ship
I said something, which I don’t remember exactly. But somehow I expressed her.
She left saying that “ I didn’t expect this from you” .
evening, I went to her and I thought of asking feedback.
But when I reached her house, situation is different. I changed my mind and started requesting her, not to reveal this to your parents. Please please please.
But the worst part is she already revealed that.
I slowly left her home before her dad arrives.
From that day, we never talked to each other. end for love story – I in my life. This is an end of my school life, I haven’t covered my school friends and all because, I never maintained proper flow and I never had good friends. But kahani mein twist, fresh life started in Intermediate. though I did many mischievous things while I am at school, I am proud that I molded every incident in such a way that helps my future. I never looked back again and I never committed such mistakes. i rarely lie.