Mayank slowly through off his bag and lay on his sofa, thinking about nupur. His beautiful innocent angel. The one girl in this whole world who had always made him smile. His favourite girl in this whole world, his best friend, nupur bhushan.
As he thought about her he cursed himself and life for making him so attached to her.
What was the point of making him so attached to her, when she had to go away from him one day.
Who would come around and make him smile when he feels terrible and pressurized, who would party with him till dawn, who would happily swing on the swings with him, who would fight for him when everyone left his side.
Mayank- awww man.
He cursed when he heard his mom shout out to him- mayu aao complan peelo!
Mayank huffingly got up and faced his mom as he said- maa main ab bachha nahi raha. Main 9th class mein hoon. and im 14. So please mma. No complan. Main coffee piyunga.
Hearing this maa came inside his room angrily.
Maa- mayu, coffee bado ke liye hota hai. Tum abhi bahut chhote ho okay?
Mayu- maa please.
Maa- achha to tu ye to nai soch raha, ki nupur ko pata chala kit u ab tak complan peeta hai, to wo kya sochegi.
Mayank- sochne ke liye pata bhi hona chahiye. Aur wo to shift ho rahi hai. Uske dad ka transfer ho gaya delhi mein.
He shouted and he ran off to his room, as he felt tears coming to his eyes.
***
Nupur quietly strode back and forth from her closet to her duffel bag and suitcase again and again, as she packed her stuff to leave.
When suddenly gunjan her little sister came in with her bag packed.
Gunjan- di, packing ho gayee?
Nupur- no response...
Gunjan- di kya hua?
Nupur sighed as she turned to gunjan.
The sight of nupurs face startled gunjan, she had never seen her di like this.puffed cheeks, blotched eyes and water flowing down her cheeks like a river.
Gunjan- kya hua di? Aap ro kyu rahi ho?
Nupur slowly walked towards gunjan and hugged her tight as she let her tears flow down. And when she couldn't take it anymore she blurted out.
Nupur- i love him... i love mayank.
At this gunjans eyes widened with shock.
Gunjan- you... you love him?
She said pulling nupur apart from her.
Nupur hid her face under her cascading hair as she replied- haan gunjan.
Gunjan- to aapne use kuch kaha kyu nahi?
At this nupur sat down on her knees as she sobbed even harder trying hard to hide despair.
Nupur- wo mujhe pasand nahi karta gunjan. He thinks we are best friends. And now... now i can never tell him.. i can never tell him that i love him. Shit...
***
Nearly 2 days after nupur left-
In school everything suddenly started going downhill. Mayank failed to answer even the simplest of questions that were asked to him by the teacher, which were then answered by the dumbest kid in town.
***
In delhi-
Nupur slowly shuffled along the corridor, as she felt millions of eyes rooted on her from all sides.
When suddenly a few guys surrounded her and stared down at her like she was some fresh meat.
Nupur- aap.. aap logon ko kya chahiye?
She said struggling with her words.
The eldest of the crowd sniggered following which the others started laughing at which nupur had guessed that he was the leader of the crew. She decided to plead with him to let her go.
Nupur- sir.. sir.. main apne class ke liye late ho rahi hoon.. please main jaoo.
The eldest guy- rannvijay kabhi kisi fresher ko bina thumke lagvayechod de! Aisa ho sakta hai kya?
His tone and his superiority sent chills through her.
Rannvijay- chal ek gaane pe dance karde phir chali jayiyo.
Nupur- main...
'koi baat nahi rannvijay.'
A voice called out from admist the crowd.
Nupur turned to find herself face to face with the glamour girl, dia.
Dia- babes.. tum bas ek gaane pe cat walk karke dhikhado. Thatll be enough.
***
Few days later at nupurs new school-
The tape of nupur cat walking and falling off had become a widely known video in the whole of the school.
Suddenly nupur had become the newest known loser in school.
***
As time passed by, nupur slowly adjusted into her new school, and even made friends with the glamour girl and found her to be aa really sweet girl.
But mayank, he was never the same again. Even he knew it, without her he was incomplete. Why it was that way, he was unaware.
As a few years passed by, nupur slowly started having new crushes, and had a nice small group in school. But still mayank was a scar that had no ointment to be removed, a scar of the past. She didn't want to remember him, but somehow the more she tried the more she found herself emotionally broken.
***
Nearly 3 years later-
Nupurs dad- nupur beta, i think its time we go back to Mumbai. Tumhaare daadi ki tabiyaat bahut kharab hai, and i think it would be better if we went back to Mumbai now. Its high time.
At this Nupur nearly shouted out aloud out of bliss.
***
Nearly 3 years had passes since the day nupur had left, but mayank had not changed a day a bit. He was a still a stranger to himself, still cringing and searching through the crowd for one, just one familiar face. A face he had lost hope he would ever find. He knew inside that he had lost nupur.
***
3 months later-
Mayank slowly walked along the sea shore, nupur in his loving arms. He closed his eyes as he felt her warmth. It was such a wonderful feeling. A feeling he had ignored till now. He would have ignored it more had he not seen nupur, at the valentines reunion of his school. After 3 treacherous years when he had found himself completely lost in her arms he knew what those cringing feelings had been.
It had been love.
***
Slowly he put out his hand to nupur to take it.
She stared at him, first questioningly then vaguely consciously. Both the times she looked utterly beautiful.
The moments passed, and slowly she took his hand, and let him take her in his loving arms. She laid her head on mayanks shoulder as she thought of all those cringing lonely days and she said to herself- it was worth all those days and more just to be with him.
He lovingly placed his hand on her waist as he swirled her around, the sand slipping by their feet. And before they knew they were dancing into the sea, slipping and getting back up into each others arms, now and again.
As they danced, mayank looked passionately into nupurs innocent brown eyes, which could drown all the seven worlds.
And as he did he felt soft gushy mud beneath his feet, and before he knew what was happening he slipped and fell back, nupur over him.
Over all the moments they shared together, the moment that they remembered most passionately was this when nupur had fallen over mayank, and unknowingly their lips had touched, and for the first time in their relationship they kissed, they kissed wildly and passionaltely.
A moment they new they would cherish till they live, because their love had survived all the tides of life.
***
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