Classmate!

I am Riya Sharma. You are thinking why I wrote my surname? You will get this answer very soon. I am a school going girl actually this is my last year in school. Yes! I am in the 12th. I am connecting this school from 12 years. I came into that school for 1st class. 'I was confident 'interviewer told me this. Taniska became my friend in 1st class. She also came new in the same year. We sit together. We went together whenever the teacher said to us to bring something from the teacher of another class. Actually, she was monitor and me also. Our friendship is like Jai and Veeru of Sholay. Time rolls and we came in 3rd standard. Many students got separated because of shuffling. I know you people also go through this phase. But we remain together. In 3rd standard, a boy whose name is Karna Sharma came in our class. He was in the same school before us but earlier he was in different sections.

Whole of our class realise that he is a topper. We don't talk with each other at all. This is enough for readers as they get an introduction of all the lead characters of my story. Now, we move further....

We are in the 6th class. A new section formed again many friends got separated but we three are together. I came to school in rickshaw and rickshaw wale bhaiya drop me and others in school every early. When doors of classes were closed and there were few students only. Karan, also came early. You can say sometimes he came before me and sometimes I came before him. We have at least 1hour 30 minutes early. We are in a mess what to do in that time. Our conversation started and we turned into friends. Not best friends but just hi! And hello! Was between us. He shared many things like why he is thin and how he do studies because he always topped. 

Then, he found I can be a friend of him and I found that toppers are not proud. They are also kind-hearted. But still we are just friends nothing among us. We about what was homework? How he did it? Honestly, my graph of studies going downward from 2nd class. From good students, I became below-average student. Then I start thinking and I found that I can do good in studies and I can also become a topper too. Then, I start working I complete my school homework daily. Even sometimes, he forgot to do homework I had done it. He took my notebook and do cheating on it. 

Now my grades start improving I think because of him. As I don't want to lose a friend like him. I am an average students in class. Another, character who is important among us was our english teacher. She had big hand in improving my speaking, writing english skills. She found my hidden potential. One day when karan was preparing for teacher's day speech. She said this time you will not gave speech. I will give speech in front of everyone first time. I did well. She clapped even everyone clapped for me. Teachers of my school again know me by name and face. I am again in good books. Some teachers even in the class said that they saw positive improvement in me. My friend Taniska and my friendship gone stronger.

There was a time of sitting arrangement in my class. Your seat partner was none other than Karan. During these days we are having good memories of each other. He shared some of his family issues. Sorry, I can't tell you. When he shared that incident he found that what ever he thought about me was wrong. I don't know why he thought I am mean who always think about my self. His that preconception was broken. One day he was monitoring class and lights went off. Students is class start hooting. I don't know why he concludes and said Diya why are you did hooting. He never said this to madam. He just want to tease me so, that I will say something in return to him. I did this also.  We had smart classes in our class. Teachers usually do check our understanding click on the game in which of ever give right answers got 4, 6 and for a wrong answer, there was out. Small as it happens in a cricket match.

The story is too long there are many things to share with you and this is not possible in this story. I will continue from here after some days.

Till then just remember that we don't have any feelings for each other. These feelings never bloom. We are still kids. Who doesn't know about affection and all? 

I am closing my words and write the next part of this soon. 

Thanks for reading.