Thank u for all ur sweet comments! I seriously luv to read them all! Anyways, here's the next part in Main Gunjan Aur Woh!
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Back at the hotel, Samrat was tending to Gunjan's scratches. They had hurt her very badly.
'Samrat, Main bilkul theek hoon. Tum bekaar hi pareshaan ho rahe ho!'
Gunjan tried to sooth him but samrat was still fuming.
'Chashmish, tum chup raho. Please. main abhi buhot gussa main hoon.'
Gunjan was quiet. He had never spoken to her harshly before. Samrat sighed.
'Sorry Chashmish. Main tumpar naraaz nahi hoon. Main khud par naraaz hoon.'
Gunjan looked up at him astonished.
'Haan Chashmish. Mujhe tumhe kabhi akele nahi chodna chahiye tha. Sab meri galti hai. Mujhe maaf kar do.'
He pleaded. He looked like he might cry.
'Shhh. Tumhaari koi galti nahi thi. Aisa dubaara sochna bhi mat.'
She admonished.
Samrat cleaned her cuts. Gunjan winced in pain.
'Buhot dard tho nahi ho raha na Chashmish?'
He was so worried just from her wince. Why was he doing this to her? He was making her love him more and more each day.
'Samrat... Tum mere baareme itna fikar kyun karte ho?'
Samrat glanced up at her. What kind of a question was that!?
'um, Chashmish, main abhi jaake bandaid lekaar aata hoon, Ok?'
Gunjan grabbed a hold of his hand.
'Tumne mera sawaal ka jawaab nahi dia Samrat.'
Samrat was stuck. What was he going to say to her now?
'Um, Chashmish, please mujhe chodo. Main abhi aata hoon.'
Gunjan could see that he didnt wast to talk about it. So she let the matter be. She let go of his hand.
he smiled and caressed her chhek.
'Thank u Chashmish.'
she closed her eyes. she could still feel his gentle touch. But she knew she couldnt let her feelings show. Samrat didnt love her. He loved sheena. He loved sheena.
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Meanwhile, Samrat was having the same sort of thoughts.
'Samrat, dont be stupid. Gunjan tum jaise ladke ke saat kabhi pyaar nahi kar sakti. Stop giving her hints. You have to keep ur feelings to yourself. Usko ajeeb lag raha hoga.'
He took a deep breath and went into one of the cupbords in the kitchen. He reached up and pulled the bandaids down. But something fell along with the bandainds.
It was an old book with balck leather bindings. Samrat rubbed his hand across it. What was this?
He flipped to the first page and found, in big cursive lettering the words, 'GUNJAN'S DIARY' etched into it.
A diary? Gunjan had never told him that she had a diary before. He frowned. He had to read this.
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In the other room, Gunjan was waiting for samrat to return. Where was he? suddenly her head jerked up.
'Oh no. Meri Diary bhi ussi cupboard me hai jahaan bandaids hai! Agar Samrat ko uss diary mill gayyi tho buhot baddi problem ho jayegi!'
Gunjan immediately stood up. She had to stop him from finding that diary!
She walked into the kitchen.
Luckili, Samrat had heard her footsteps and had hidden the diary back into the cupboard. He would have to get it back later.
'Samrat... Bandaid mill gayyi na?'
Gunjan asked.
'Haan mill gayyi.' samrat replied and silently added, 'Aur buhot kuch milli.'
'Kuch kaha kya tumne?'
Samrat smailed. 'Nahi, kuch bhi tho nahi! Chalein?'
Gunjan nodded. 'Challo.'
As he walked back, Samrat knew he had to read that diary, no matter what.
'And tonight is the perfect night'. he thought.
End.
That's the update! I hope that u will like it! I will also include a romantic candlelight dinner very soon! So keep reading and posting comments! Thx a lot!
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