Saga Of First Love__Wrong Turn


Okay! The response has been shaky. Some people accepted the hug with open arms while others couldn’t just digest that stuff!  It has been a good journey so far anyways. Response has been good and this is the post which shall make me unicorn I suppose.{ Exaggarated a bit here! Unicorn is supposed to be billion-dollar company. I am on the verge of getting 1k page views… Help me get there.}

TO VERY FEW READERS OF THIS BLOG:

Keep Reading and Sharing! The Author shall try his best to keep you involved and entertained!

The Story Continues:

SAR PE SAJE HUE TAAJ KO USKI KEEMAT KA MOL KAHAN

USKI SHAAN KI KHIDMAT TO USE PEHNNE VAALA KARTA HAI

AUR USKI MAAN-V-SHAUKAT KO DEKHNE VAALA SAMJHTA HAI

HUMNE BHI US DIN US KHUSHNAMI TAAJ KO DEKHA THAA

SAJ NAA SAJJA

MAGAR NOOR KI MISAAL THAA

KHOOBSOORTI KO NAYA AAYAM AAPNE DIYA

DIL KO VO PAEGAAM AAPKI NAZRON NE DIYA

RUHAANIYAT AUR KAAMAL KA KYA AJAB MEL THAA

NAA KEHKAR BHI SAB KUCH KEH DIYA

YEH MERI SOCH KAA NAZARIYA THAA

YAA SACH KAA NAZAARA

US DIN TO NAHI MAGAR

AAJ PATA CHALA

VAQT NAHI INSAAN GALAT HOTE HAIN

IS BAABAT YEH BHI JAAN LIYA

MARZ VO JISKA ILAAJ KAHAN

TOOTE HUE DIL KO JUDWAAYA JAAYE KAHAN

DEEWANO KO KUCH DOOSRA SOOJHTAA KAHAN

DEEWANGI KI KOI HAD KAHAN…

{Credits:To Be Revealed later}

{FLASHBACK:5 Years ago}

01st September 2016:

Ishita did not utter a word. Sameer was reluctant as well. Cherry Red like roses were the cheeks of these two lovebirds who had just confessed the truth. He took the lead and asked what she wanted to have? In reply came her  favourites-Brownie and Dark Chocolate shake.

#BANDI COMMITED THI PAR BHOOK KE AAGE LUV-SHUV…

Sameer ordered a cup of tea for himself. All he could manage was a bare minimum 350 rupees and 75% of them were already invested in Ishita’s orders. All the time it took the waiter to bring the order there was complete silence-None of them uttered a word. The process of eating was as involved as it could be-perhaps they followed the scientific principle of staying mum while eating anything. Luckily signs of some conversation showed up at the very outset of Ishita taking out money from her wallet and Sameer persuading her not to pay even for her part-let alone the reality when Ishita paid the complete bill!

“Dude.It’s normal! You don’t have to pay for my expenses from now on! We are good friends-not hitched. We can share the expenses along with our moments! Have Fun. Bbye-I’m getting late for my class”

Ishita stood up from the chair and waved back at Sameer . The jaw-dropping sight of him staring her madly till she disappeared from his sight was not usual. The emotions were intense!

#It was this casuality and cool quotient which had drawn him even more than before. When she hugged him the last night and ran back to her hostel-he was awestruck. Some five people around him came nearer to have a handshake[BANDE KI SETTING HO GYI THI NAA-as it came out of the scene.] He ran even faster.

The door slammed against the wall as he entered the room- KUCH KUCH HOTA HAI tune sounded as melodious to him as it ever could be-just when he realised that it was his phone ringing and he had to pick up that call!

 Guess what-ISHITA it displayed. He calmed himself down-looked into his wall mirror-combed his hairs-Just when he was on the verge of spraying Wild Stone he realised that it was only a phone call and that too a voice call-not meeting in person. The ring stopped. With his lazy arms and dejected head he jumped on to the bed-The second call came-Same person. He picked it up with utmost quickness.

“Everything happened in the heat of the moment. I don’t know you neither do you know about me. It’s your infatuation  which got bigger and bigger with every day. It was just you truthfulness which blew me off-I hope its true. Let’s meet tomorrow-5 p:m: CCD. We won’t chat on any Social platform. And don’t be too happy-I have an active Tinder account. Bye for now.”

These words were enough to calm him down. Sameer could now understand the gravity of the situation and come out of his fantasy world which only portrayed the better side everytime-bitter side was missed out more than often!

It was the next day when he got to meet Ishita for the first time in person. Goosebumps and Butterflies were in abundance-All that was silenced by the meeting which ended in a flash-some 25-30 minutes or so!

Ishita had gone to her class. Sameer had no class that day after 5 p:m:. He went back straight to his hostel. Things were beginning to get normal now. Maybe time spent on her was awarding the desired fruit and her already affirmed place in the garden of his thoughts got even more stronger.





5th September 2016:

It was late night. The next day Sameer had his exam. It had to be this night which could get him through in any case- his academics was madly and badly struck due to some reasons best known to his heart.

12:06 a:m:

“Could you help me out with this?”The blue messenger came into action. Ishita was the sender and Sameer the recipent. A picture of some weird looking numerical was to be dealt with. Sameer was not in any position to solve it himself. He went straight to the room of that one guy which everyone vouches for during examinations. Sameer was careful enough to show him the picture from gallery of the phone-How Ishita could be revealed to someone else? The intelligent lad was quick to pounce upon that question. He solved it and clicked the pic.

The recipient was pre-decided but it had three of the same name. Sameer sent the solution back with a *LOVE YOU* message at the bottom.{Being normal friends the chats had reached the level of exchanging hearts and love you messages}.

The message was sent to the wrong Ishita and it was only after the exam that he realized this when the previous wrong Ishita came to her while the right Ishita waited for her beside the gate of the hall.

Messages popped up from both of them…. That green looking symbol was flooded with thoughts- from all possible sources!!

TO BE CONTINUED….


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