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Dr Dear part 3
As they stepped out into the cold, polluted air, the city seemed to come alive in a new way. The hustle and bustle of the evening traffic was accompanied by the distant hum of street vendors calling out their wares. The neon lights flickered, and the scent of street food mixed with the chilly breeze.
Dakshina: I’m not sure how you manage to stay so upbeat with all this chaos around. I feel like I’m going to get lost in this maze of noise and lights. Longing to go back home once and forever to have Punjabi Thali.
Madhu: Well, it’s all part of the charm, don’t you think? There’s a certain kind of energy in the chaos. But yes, I too longs to go back to Bihar!
They made their way through the crowded streets, the conversation shifting from trivial matters to more personal topics.
Dakshina: So, you’re really moving on from Rohit? I mean, it’s not like you two were on bad terms or anything. You are acting like a bee moving from one flower to the other. Shame on that!
Madhu: It’s not about being on bad terms. Sometimes, things just don’t work out. I needed something different, something that makes me feel... more alive. And I don't want you to indulge in such sexy matters that only I could handle and not you buffoon!
Dakshina: I get that. Do as you please (made an expression of apathy)
Madhu: Well, we’ll see. For now, let’s focus on surviving the semester and not letting our professors get to us. And can you stop that expression, it makes me to vomit instead.
They reached the hostel entrance, a large, imposing building that looked more like a fortress than a place of residence. The cold seemed to seep through the walls, making them both shiver as they approached. But only the students (especially juniors) know that it wasn't just a fortress but is a central jail that provides residence for doctors.
Dakshina: Anyway, I am leaving this weekend to Punjab
Madhu: You are absurd and mad! Homesick girl. Fuck off.
As they entered the hostel lobby, the warmth from the inside was a welcome relief. The common area was bustling with students, some studying, others chatting or playing games. But the students who lives there knows that the silence and warmth were all just artificial.
Dakshina: Alright, I guess this is where we part ways.
Madhu: Definitely.
They shared a quick hug and went their separate ways, with Dakshina heading towards her room and Madhu making her way to the dormitory section.
As Dakshina settled into her room, she couldn’t help but reflect on the day’s events. Life at the university was a whirlwind of lectures, social dynamics, and personal struggles, but moments like these—simple conversations with a friend—made it all a bit more bearable.
She picked up phone with no boyfriend's pop up ever to be appeared, she struggled her best to find anyone to chat with. She browsed: 'chat sites to text with strangers'. She went through many finally found a site ZoZo. Her mind was just to enter it only for once, but then thought why not to register in it.
She texts a man named @Lion_Hearted. She felt nice with the talk.
to be continued...............
Dr Dear
Dr Dear part 3
As they stepped out into the cold, polluted air, the city seemed to come alive in a new way. The hustle and bustle of the evening traffic was accompanied by the distant hum of street vendors calling out their wares. The neon lights flickered, and the scent of street food mixed with the chilly breeze.
Dakshina: I’m not sure how you manage to stay so upbeat with all this chaos around. I feel like I’m going to get lost in this maze of noise and lights. Longing to go back home once and forever to have Punjabi Thali.
Madhu: Well, it’s all part of the charm, don’t you think? There’s a certain kind of energy in the chaos. But yes, I too longs to go back to Bihar!
They made their way through the crowded streets, the conversation shifting from trivial matters to more personal topics.
Dakshina: So, you’re really moving on from Rohit? I mean, it’s not like you two were on bad terms or anything. You are acting like a bee moving from one flower to the other. Shame on that!
Madhu: It’s not about being on bad terms. Sometimes, things just don’t work out. I needed something different, something that makes me feel... more alive. And I don't want you to indulge in such sexy matters that only I could handle and not you buffoon!
Dakshina: I get that. Do as you please (made an expression of apathy)
Madhu: Well, we’ll see. For now, let’s focus on surviving the semester and not letting our professors get to us. And can you stop that expression, it makes me to vomit instead.
They reached the hostel entrance, a large, imposing building that looked more like a fortress than a place of residence. The cold seemed to seep through the walls, making them both shiver as they approached. But only the students (especially juniors) know that it wasn't just a fortress but is a central jail that provides residence for doctors.
Dakshina: Anyway, I am leaving this weekend to Punjab
Madhu: You are absurd and mad! Homesick girl. Fuck off.
As they entered the hostel lobby, the warmth from the inside was a welcome relief. The common area was bustling with students, some studying, others chatting or playing games. But the students who lives there knows that the silence and warmth were all just artificial.
Dakshina: Alright, I guess this is where we part ways.
Madhu: Definitely.
They shared a quick hug and went their separate ways, with Dakshina heading towards her room and Madhu making her way to the dormitory section.
As Dakshina settled into her room, she couldn’t help but reflect on the day’s events. Life at the university was a whirlwind of lectures, social dynamics, and personal struggles, but moments like these—simple conversations with a friend—made it all a bit more bearable.
She picked up phone with no boyfriend's pop up ever to be appeared, she struggled her best to find anyone to chat with. She browsed: 'chat sites to text with strangers'. She went through many finally found a site ZoZo. Her mind was just to enter it only for once, but then thought why not to register in it.
She texts a man named @Lion_Hearted. She felt nice with the talk.
to be continued...............
Dr Dear
