Freedom as I say it!

I talked about my 'five people someone' in my last blog. And, today, I can surely say that I was not wrong. The past two days have taught me that no one is really by my side. 

Read down what happened:

DAY 1: 16th Sept 2015

I had to go. Go to meet my 'bestest' (added superlative that doesn't exist because she deserves it) and dearest sister. Of course, it's Topper!

Had a college off and she had told me to visit her. I was so happy to meet her after a couple of months. We met around 12 noon and went through a very long walk. (Sorry Topper if you got tried)

We finally reached a park and sat down. We, then, talked and talked and talked for a couple of hours. Also, it was probably the first time I talked to her in a meaningful real world.

After completing our talks, we decided to return to our respective places with a promise of meeting again. It was 2 in the afternoon when we finally separated.

But I felt like I should catch up with some other friend too because it was just 2pm. Therefore, I called a friend (a very very close friend) and asked if he is willing to come for a movie. He agreed.

I booked tickets for two and told him that the movie begins at 3. I also said to him to be on time. I waited outside the theatre and was also calling him every five minutes to reach fast.

"I am on my way," he said every time I asked him to hurry up. At 3 pm, he called me and said that I am not coming. While he was saying that, I also heard the voice of a girl who was saying that he won't come. I was hurt and disappointed.

I hung up the call. Went to watch the movie alone. 

DAY 2: 17th Sept 2015

I had to go again but to my college function this time. There was a welcome program for us, grade 11 students, arranged by college and grade 12 students. I was expected to meet my friends and have fun as we had planed before in college.

As I reached to the program, I first met that movie bunker friend. He started explaining to me that he got stuck in some work. But I ignored him and moved ahead.

Then, after meeting him, I met none of my other friends. And I can understand that it is difficult to find someone in such a crowded place, but I was disappointed when none even called me to know where I was. Later, I saw my friends after the function was over & probably 4PM and I was in such a mood by then that that 'F' of friendship felt like F-word that's censored.

I moved through my own way and went home. Right now,  I'm doing nothing but listening to some useless music to calm my mood and writing this. I've no idea what to do further. Probably I think I'm overreacting but I am hurt.