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Hola friends! Here's a new Samarj One Shot! It's a long one so don't tell me you weren't forewarned! 😉 😆
Idea credit to Ri(@Ri21) 👏 👏 And dedicated to Shalu,Lehana n all dears at the samarj palace! 🤗 Hope you all like it. 😳
Genre: Romance
General audience
Note: Conversations are in Hinglish
DISCLAIMER: Made for fun purpose. No copyright infringement intended. All characters belong to their respective creators/owners. :)
Happy Reading! 😃
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It was around half past 4 in the evening and her balcony was messily strewn with dozens of old musty cardboard boxes... Boxes that smelt of fond memories and nostalgia...
She was so lost in the world of the past that a sudden touch jerked her to the present. The touch was accompanied by a now familiar voice.
"Itna open heartedness teek nahi"
"uh?"
"Door open tha. Sabke intentions acche nahi hote."
"Tumhara accha hai?"
"Hmm depends... tum kis intentions ko accha samajthi ho?"
"Tho basically nahi." She smiles mischievously and he smirks mysteriously in return.
Just then a heavy breeze blows and the memories start flying. He catches one and looks at it. It was a photo from his past... from their past. He is too shocked to form words. He gently caress the picture and asks, " yeh?"
"Mom aur dad ka wedding anniversary hai next week tho ek good ol' memories ka collage banake present karnewali hun. Bahut saalon baad hum sab saath milke celebrate karenge. I want it to be special." Sam has an old photo of her dad and mom in her hand. Their happy bright smiles speaking fondly of an era gone by.
He is too engrossed in the photo in his hand to be bothered by the statement like he usually would have on hearing about her dad's new found happiness. But some memories are too precious to be sullied even by revenge. The photo was of a little boy twirling a little girl happily.
Arjun sits down on the rug next to her and comfortably leans back on the cushions she had piled up next to the wall with a gentle smile on his face. He shows her the photo and she too smiles fondly. The faded, now almost sepia colored photo suddenly turns colorful and real as she retells the story of the forgotten friendship between a shy little boy and giggling little girl.
"Yeh main hun. Aur yeh Ajju hai. Nannu ka cousin." She tells fondly caressing it. The names trigger few long lost memories inside him.
"Nannu?" His voice cracks on that word but she doesn't notice.
"Nandhini. Humari nanny thi. Main unhe Nannu bulathi thi aur yeh usse Nandoo. Hum jagadthe the ki konsa naam better tha!"
"Close friend hai?"
"Tha. Close friend tha. Magar abb pata nahi kahan hoga."
Somehow that question reminded of the first time she met him.
"Ek party mein, actually woh bhi ek mom dad ki anniversary party hi thi, usme mile the. Nannu ke saath aaya tha. Sab dance kar rahe the papa ke music par, magar yeh nahi."
"Tho tumne usse bulaya apne saath dance karne ko." He said it as a statement from his memory but she answered like it was a question.
"Haan. Bahut shy tha aur nannu ne actual mein dakka diya tha usse!" She laughs fondly but fails to hear his equally fond laugh.
She then continues," Magar woh superb dancer tha. Kuch hi der mein poora floor hume hi dekh raha tha! Woh mujhe twirl kartha raha aur mein hasthee rahi." She laughs again and says," Things were so simple then nah... anyone who could twirl was the best dancer for me. And he was the best twirler! "
"Phir?" He asked curiously. Somewhere inside him the little boy was estactic on hearing her talk about him so fondly. He wanted to hear more, hear all...
"Phir hum dost ban gaye aur woh jab bhi free hota tha nannu ke saath ghar aajhaya kartha tha. Usne hi mujhe mera first pet gift kiya tha... ek puppy...Charmy."
"Charmy?" He asked with mirth in his voice.
She replied with equal mirthfulness, "Haan usne kaha tha ki main uska good luck charm hoon isliye mujhe ek good luck charm dena chahtha tha. Aur maine usse literally le liya aur uska naam 'good luck charm' rak diya! Phir pata chala doggies ko kyun chote naam rakthe hain. haha.Tho usse Charmy kar diya."
Her hidden childish exuberance emerges out freely and she excitedly searches for the photos for her dear Charmy from the pile.
He meanwhile remembers his good luck charm. His very own little Samie... She was like his magic potion, his very own genie in the bottle! No matter how grouchy he had been before, and God knows he was one hell of a grouchy kid, the very moment he would meet her and see her lovely smile, his day would be the best. He would wait for the weekends so as he could tag along with Nandoo to his most dearest friend's house!
She shouts "Eureka " excitedly on finding a picture of all three of them, Sam, Charmy and himself, all huddled together.
He smiles and remembers that day when he had given her a gift box and Charmy jumped onto her from it! She had been surprised for a moment before she had squealed loudly and hugged him! They both were similar, his good luck charm and her's... both were completely open hearted and freely loved everyone and everything... new or old, everything was precious to them.
Then she digged up another photo and she laughed out loud. He peeped in to see what was so funny about that photo and scowled on recognizing it.
"Yeh pata hai kaun hai mere aur Ajju ke saath? Any guesses? "
He didn't respond... He didn't want to.
She herself continued, "Yeh chota Neil hai! Kitna cute tha nah? Mein uske eyelashes ko dekh ke bahut jealous hua karthi thi tab!" She laughs.
He could never pass a chance to take a dig at his childhood enemy and says casually, "Lagtha hai tumhare Ajju ko bhi Neil zyada pasand nahi tha. Woh bachpan se tumhara bodyguard bana ghoom raha tha I guess... Chipkoo!"
She swats his hands admonishingly and laughs.
"Haan woh tho hai inn dono ko ek doosre ke saath chod diya tho dono aapne daant thudwa lete the. Ek baar aise hua bhi! " She laughs and he unconsciously rubs his lower jaw... He could feel his childish jealousy against her best friend resurfacing.
The next photo was a story in itself. There was excited little princess, a lovestruck young prince and a annoyed junior Superman! She smiles and tells him,"Mera 12th birthday party. Costume party! "
He remembers it of course... He could never forget that party. He was fourteen and had just realized what 'first love ' was! He was happy and excited beyond reason! His feet were literally not staying on the floor as he had been busy practicing the Waltz the way adults did, to surprise her on her birthday! He very much had felt like the grown up prince charming his dear Samie always talked about.
So on her 12th birthday he had decided go her favorite fairy-tale movie way and get down on his knees and profess his love with a red rose and ask her to dance with him! The adults were having party on the other side of the house so both Nandoo and her parents weren't there. All plan was set and done.
But in all that excitement he had forgotten to take into account her 'go to guy', her idiot who always tagged along with her everywhere!
And on that fateful day when Arjun was down on his knees extending the red rose to his princess who was smiling and was just about to accept it, her Superman costumed idiot pulled her away from there and said her that she needed to see something urgently and took off with her! And that exact moment was captured in this photo.
That was the last time he saw her for that evening and for next 15 years... And that day was the beginning of his heart breaks... His whole life had taken an abrupt u-turn on that accursed day...
Seemingly Samaira too was reminiscing the same events. She said," Iss party ke baad maine usse khabi nahi dekha... Woh mujhse kuch kehna chahtha tha magar before he could Neil mujhe wahan se le gaya! Usne kaha tha ki usne adults ko bedroom mein kuch ladthe jagadthe suna. Aur usne aise bataya ki mujhe laga bahut important hai isliye mai Ajju ko mid way chod kar idiot ke saath chali gayi dekhne. Magar phir usne kaha ki usse fight se zyada important yeh laga ki Ajju mera haath ko kiss karnewala hai isliye woh mujhe wahan se le bhaga!" She laughs at her idiot's ridiculous ideas! Her best friend it seems had always been a tad over protective about her. She smiles fondly.
Sam then finally comes out from her reverie and finds that it's become dark outside. She then turns look to at her new found love properly for the first this since he had come... he was sitting with his closed eyes besides her. She then gently caressed his arm with one hand and the other unknowingly caressing his own younger self. She said, "Sorry "
For a moment he opened his eyes and stared at her... Did she know the truth? Did she find out he was her Ajju? But before he could process his own spiraling thoughts completely, she unwittingly cleared his doubts by saying,"Sorry tum mujhese milne aaye the aur maine tumhe purani kahaaniyon mein ulja diya."
She sighed and hugged him so that her head rested on his chest. He hummed noncommittantly and tightened the hug, closed his eyes and placed a gentle kiss onto her hair and thought to himself, 'My dear Sammie tum nahi jhanthi ki tumne kuch kahaniyan bahut saalon baad aaj suljhaya diya hai."
Finally, the love lorn 14 year old boy in him had found his peace today... And as for the rest of him? Well it sadly wasn't upto her...
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END
AN: Hope you liked it. Would love to read your thoughts about this. :)
Idea credit to Ri(@Ri21) 👏 👏 And dedicated to Shalu,Lehana n all dears at the samarj palace! 🤗 Hope you all like it. 😳
Genre: Romance
General audience
Note: Conversations are in Hinglish
DISCLAIMER: Made for fun purpose. No copyright infringement intended. All characters belong to their respective creators/owners. :)
Happy Reading! 😃
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It was around half past 4 in the evening and her balcony was messily strewn with dozens of old musty cardboard boxes... Boxes that smelt of fond memories and nostalgia...
She was so lost in the world of the past that a sudden touch jerked her to the present. The touch was accompanied by a now familiar voice.
"Itna open heartedness teek nahi"
"uh?"
"Door open tha. Sabke intentions acche nahi hote."
"Tumhara accha hai?"
"Hmm depends... tum kis intentions ko accha samajthi ho?"
"Tho basically nahi." She smiles mischievously and he smirks mysteriously in return.
Just then a heavy breeze blows and the memories start flying. He catches one and looks at it. It was a photo from his past... from their past. He is too shocked to form words. He gently caress the picture and asks, " yeh?"
"Mom aur dad ka wedding anniversary hai next week tho ek good ol' memories ka collage banake present karnewali hun. Bahut saalon baad hum sab saath milke celebrate karenge. I want it to be special." Sam has an old photo of her dad and mom in her hand. Their happy bright smiles speaking fondly of an era gone by.
He is too engrossed in the photo in his hand to be bothered by the statement like he usually would have on hearing about her dad's new found happiness. But some memories are too precious to be sullied even by revenge. The photo was of a little boy twirling a little girl happily.
Arjun sits down on the rug next to her and comfortably leans back on the cushions she had piled up next to the wall with a gentle smile on his face. He shows her the photo and she too smiles fondly. The faded, now almost sepia colored photo suddenly turns colorful and real as she retells the story of the forgotten friendship between a shy little boy and giggling little girl.
"Yeh main hun. Aur yeh Ajju hai. Nannu ka cousin." She tells fondly caressing it. The names trigger few long lost memories inside him.
"Nannu?" His voice cracks on that word but she doesn't notice.
"Nandhini. Humari nanny thi. Main unhe Nannu bulathi thi aur yeh usse Nandoo. Hum jagadthe the ki konsa naam better tha!"
"Close friend hai?"
"Tha. Close friend tha. Magar abb pata nahi kahan hoga."
Somehow that question reminded of the first time she met him.
"Ek party mein, actually woh bhi ek mom dad ki anniversary party hi thi, usme mile the. Nannu ke saath aaya tha. Sab dance kar rahe the papa ke music par, magar yeh nahi."
"Tho tumne usse bulaya apne saath dance karne ko." He said it as a statement from his memory but she answered like it was a question.
"Haan. Bahut shy tha aur nannu ne actual mein dakka diya tha usse!" She laughs fondly but fails to hear his equally fond laugh.
She then continues," Magar woh superb dancer tha. Kuch hi der mein poora floor hume hi dekh raha tha! Woh mujhe twirl kartha raha aur mein hasthee rahi." She laughs again and says," Things were so simple then nah... anyone who could twirl was the best dancer for me. And he was the best twirler! "
"Phir?" He asked curiously. Somewhere inside him the little boy was estactic on hearing her talk about him so fondly. He wanted to hear more, hear all...
"Phir hum dost ban gaye aur woh jab bhi free hota tha nannu ke saath ghar aajhaya kartha tha. Usne hi mujhe mera first pet gift kiya tha... ek puppy...Charmy."
"Charmy?" He asked with mirth in his voice.
She replied with equal mirthfulness, "Haan usne kaha tha ki main uska good luck charm hoon isliye mujhe ek good luck charm dena chahtha tha. Aur maine usse literally le liya aur uska naam 'good luck charm' rak diya! Phir pata chala doggies ko kyun chote naam rakthe hain. haha.Tho usse Charmy kar diya."
Her hidden childish exuberance emerges out freely and she excitedly searches for the photos for her dear Charmy from the pile.
He meanwhile remembers his good luck charm. His very own little Samie... She was like his magic potion, his very own genie in the bottle! No matter how grouchy he had been before, and God knows he was one hell of a grouchy kid, the very moment he would meet her and see her lovely smile, his day would be the best. He would wait for the weekends so as he could tag along with Nandoo to his most dearest friend's house!
She shouts "Eureka " excitedly on finding a picture of all three of them, Sam, Charmy and himself, all huddled together.
He smiles and remembers that day when he had given her a gift box and Charmy jumped onto her from it! She had been surprised for a moment before she had squealed loudly and hugged him! They both were similar, his good luck charm and her's... both were completely open hearted and freely loved everyone and everything... new or old, everything was precious to them.
Then she digged up another photo and she laughed out loud. He peeped in to see what was so funny about that photo and scowled on recognizing it.
"Yeh pata hai kaun hai mere aur Ajju ke saath? Any guesses? "
He didn't respond... He didn't want to.
She herself continued, "Yeh chota Neil hai! Kitna cute tha nah? Mein uske eyelashes ko dekh ke bahut jealous hua karthi thi tab!" She laughs.
He could never pass a chance to take a dig at his childhood enemy and says casually, "Lagtha hai tumhare Ajju ko bhi Neil zyada pasand nahi tha. Woh bachpan se tumhara bodyguard bana ghoom raha tha I guess... Chipkoo!"
She swats his hands admonishingly and laughs.
"Haan woh tho hai inn dono ko ek doosre ke saath chod diya tho dono aapne daant thudwa lete the. Ek baar aise hua bhi! " She laughs and he unconsciously rubs his lower jaw... He could feel his childish jealousy against her best friend resurfacing.
The next photo was a story in itself. There was excited little princess, a lovestruck young prince and a annoyed junior Superman! She smiles and tells him,"Mera 12th birthday party. Costume party! "
He remembers it of course... He could never forget that party. He was fourteen and had just realized what 'first love ' was! He was happy and excited beyond reason! His feet were literally not staying on the floor as he had been busy practicing the Waltz the way adults did, to surprise her on her birthday! He very much had felt like the grown up prince charming his dear Samie always talked about.
So on her 12th birthday he had decided go her favorite fairy-tale movie way and get down on his knees and profess his love with a red rose and ask her to dance with him! The adults were having party on the other side of the house so both Nandoo and her parents weren't there. All plan was set and done.
But in all that excitement he had forgotten to take into account her 'go to guy', her idiot who always tagged along with her everywhere!
And on that fateful day when Arjun was down on his knees extending the red rose to his princess who was smiling and was just about to accept it, her Superman costumed idiot pulled her away from there and said her that she needed to see something urgently and took off with her! And that exact moment was captured in this photo.
That was the last time he saw her for that evening and for next 15 years... And that day was the beginning of his heart breaks... His whole life had taken an abrupt u-turn on that accursed day...
Seemingly Samaira too was reminiscing the same events. She said," Iss party ke baad maine usse khabi nahi dekha... Woh mujhse kuch kehna chahtha tha magar before he could Neil mujhe wahan se le gaya! Usne kaha tha ki usne adults ko bedroom mein kuch ladthe jagadthe suna. Aur usne aise bataya ki mujhe laga bahut important hai isliye mai Ajju ko mid way chod kar idiot ke saath chali gayi dekhne. Magar phir usne kaha ki usse fight se zyada important yeh laga ki Ajju mera haath ko kiss karnewala hai isliye woh mujhe wahan se le bhaga!" She laughs at her idiot's ridiculous ideas! Her best friend it seems had always been a tad over protective about her. She smiles fondly.
Sam then finally comes out from her reverie and finds that it's become dark outside. She then turns look to at her new found love properly for the first this since he had come... he was sitting with his closed eyes besides her. She then gently caressed his arm with one hand and the other unknowingly caressing his own younger self. She said, "Sorry "
For a moment he opened his eyes and stared at her... Did she know the truth? Did she find out he was her Ajju? But before he could process his own spiraling thoughts completely, she unwittingly cleared his doubts by saying,"Sorry tum mujhese milne aaye the aur maine tumhe purani kahaaniyon mein ulja diya."
She sighed and hugged him so that her head rested on his chest. He hummed noncommittantly and tightened the hug, closed his eyes and placed a gentle kiss onto her hair and thought to himself, 'My dear Sammie tum nahi jhanthi ki tumne kuch kahaniyan bahut saalon baad aaj suljhaya diya hai."
Finally, the love lorn 14 year old boy in him had found his peace today... And as for the rest of him? Well it sadly wasn't upto her...
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END
AN: Hope you liked it. Would love to read your thoughts about this. :)
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