Aditi's SAJAN SS Gallery (Updated pg: 10)

Hey friends, Aditi here and I welcome you all to my SS Gallery which is totally based on world's most beautiful, januable, lovable, adorable and couple SAJAN.

I dedicate this gallery completely to my entire group of IF friends especially Sanju and Zeejay, who always encouraged me to write more.

Ok friends, Starting my first OS with a hope that you like it.


"LOVE YOU ALL……………. Mmmmuuuaaaahhhhhhh !!!!!!!"

INDEX

1st SS: A DAY I CAN NEVER FORGET

Part 1- Pg 1

Part 2- Pg 3

Part 3- Pg 6

Part 4- Pg 10




A DAY I CAN NEVER FORGET:


The alarm clock broke the silence that overran the room. It was a large and luminous room, with the walls painted in soft colors and with sophisticated furniture. In the core of the room was a bed, where a good-looking boy was sleeping deeply, without any intentions of waking up.

The bothersome sound of the alarm stopped from a moment to another to then start to ring even more powerfully.

Samrat Shergill groaned as he put the pillow over his uncombed head and tried to sleep again but even the attempt was useless. He was already awake.

Samrat took a look at the clock on his bedside table to then let out a sigh when noticed that it was around half past ten.

It was late. Again.

He got up swiftly from the bed and went downstairs to his kitchen to prepare a rapid-breakfast coffee. Then Samrat ran upstairs once again to tidy himself up. He grabbed a pair of jeans off his room's floor and gulped his daily quart of caffeine to wake his mind up and start his day, which was all about meetings, practice sessions, screaming fans and press conferences.

Just another boring, usual and same old same day in the Samrat Shergill's boring life.

Yes he is our Samrat Shergill, the captain of National basketball team and the heartthrob of the nation, most eligible bachelor as mentioned by every magazine and.............. a complete loner who really wants something more in his life.

He sighed when he thought about that, and zoned out as he exited his house.

Of course his life was not usual, and was all he once ever dreamt about: he had his dream job, the acknowledgement he always wanted, the fame... and the best of all was that he had that with his best friends; but it was just......... boring. Well, not boring either. He had not the correct definition.

His life was... routine. Yes, that could be. Routine.

It was always the same since they came back from their second World Championship and they were the winners. It was like nothing excited him after that entire he had lived in those five years. He felt unappreciative because, in fact, he had it all. He had everything he ever wanted, but it was like... it was not enough.

Samrat got into his black and elegant Beetle and made his way towards their office that was only ten blocks far from his house. He parked in his reserved place, in front of the enormous building and got out of his car. He put his sun-glasses on and started to cross the street, trying not to be recognized by anyone.

He walked through the glass and big doors of the office as he nodded at the receptionist, who gave him a flirtatious smile. Samrat smirked slightly and he made his way towards the elevators.

As soon as the elevator's doors were opened, in the twinkling of an eye, someone tried to scoot and crashed into Samrat, knocking him down. Literally.

Samrat blinked several times, confused, and raised his head to see who was the fathead that was over him, ready to make a fuss.

But instead, Samrat only could gasp and stare at the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life.

Her face was perfect; her eyes were blackish, with chocolate flashes that made them sparkled in a way Samrat considered captivating. The girl's features were soft and sweet, but also frisky and naughty. The little and lovely nose of the girl in combination of her pinky cheeks, made Samrat feel tenderness. Her wavy shining hair was dark brown and had a strong and delectable scent. He can see her beautiful eyes………yes the most beautiful eyes in the world……..behind her specs. So damn amazing.

Samrat had never felt that way. With anybody. He had never felt that incredible feeling that made him want to stay that way forever. He had never felt that necessity of kiss someone that bad and runaway with her in his arms. He had never felt that weakness —and also happiness— while looking into someone's eyes.

How could a girl made him feel that much without even know her name or her personality or... well, without even know her at all?

Samrat's heart was beating so fast. And his head was spinning around. And his breath was heavy.

But the girl, he noticed, was in the same status as him. Plus, she was so a blush and her hands —that were placed on Samrat's chest— were shaking slightly.

Samrat couldn't help but smile. He was about to say something, but a yell stopped him.

"You!!" Samrat and the girl turned their heads at the sound, to see two big men running towards them, through the long hallway. "Don't dare to move!"

"Oh, shit!" the girl muttered, standing up and watching the two guys, that were getting closer and closer to her, with a mix of anger and horror. "Stupid guards."

Samrat stood up rapidly and scanned her from head to feet. That was when he noticed she was not the usual type. She was wearing a yellow salwar suit, but still looking gorgeous .

She glanced him again, and their eyes locked. She stopped breathing, he zoned out. But it was just a second, because the security men were getting closer.

And she reacted.

She flashed a smile and started to run towards the entrance door.

Samrat just stood there, smiling dreamily, until he realized what was happening. "What...?" Samrat whispered to himself, alarmed. "Wait!" he yelled, but it was useless because the girl had already gone.

Without thinking, Samrat ran behind her. He opened the entrance door and scanned the street and its surroundings.

But they were deserted.

Samrat flopped on an armchair that was in the conference room. His two best friends Mayank and his girlfriend Nupur, looked at him with a reproaching look on their faces.

"Where have you been all the morning?" Mayank asked, mad. "We supposed to meet here an hour ago!"

"I know."

"What's wrong with you, Samrat?" Mayank said, confused. "It's been a long time since you seem truly excited for something. Did you forget that being famous BB players was your idea? You can't keep acting in this irresponsible way."

"I know."

"Look, we know something is going on with you and if you are feeling bad or anything, you can tell us, we're your besties."

"I know."

They looked at him confused after hear his repetition. "So, if you know it, why don't you tell us and stop acting like... a zombie?"

He lifted his eyes to look at them and sighed. "It's... complicated."

"Go on," insisted Mayank, impatiently. Samrat glared him. "Sorry."

"Well, I felt... strange, you know. Like something was missing; I felt empty."

"Why are you talking in past?" asked Nupur, bewildered.

"Because that is past. Well, it was past," he replied, sighing sadly. "I met a girl..."

"That's great!" smiled Mayank, happily.

"No, it's not great," he snorted. "When I said I met a girl, it isn't exactly like that. I did not meet her. She crashed into me, today. And it felt... amazing, you know? She was beautiful, but then she had to go. Well, the security men were following her so she had to run away... I couldn't ask her name, or her number. And I know it's wierd because they were just two seconds that I saw her but..."

"Aw, that is sooooo romantic!" shrieked Nupur, interrupting him. "It's similar to our story!" she said to Mayank, who nodded.

"Yeah, but you two were in a college. If I have to start looking for her, it will take me all my life. Mumbai is one of the biggest cities in the world."

They all stayed in silence for some minutes. Then, Mayank clapped his hands and, showing the same sensibility as a portable firearm, suggested to start practising because they were too lagged. Samrat agreed with him.

After almost two hours of practising, making some modifications and trying —uselessly— to cheer Samrat up because he was like a total emo, they decided to end the session for that day

As Mayank —holding hands with Nupur— depressive Samrat was approaching the elevators, they heard an acute shout coming from the other side of the hallway. They turned around to where the sound came from but there was nothing. Sam pressed the buttom as he shrugged. Mayank, Sam and Nupur entered the elevator and the doors were about to close but then, hasty steps were heard.

"Stop them! Stop the doors!" a voice shouted, gasping.

And Samrat acknowledged the voice —even if he only had heard it once— and he made his way through his friends, pushing them, and held back the doors.

"What the hell...?" began Mayank, confused, rubbing the arm that his buddy had put in his attempt to keep the doors open. But he interrupted himself to see the beautiful girl, who was leaned against the elevator's wall, breathing heavily.

Mayank and Nupur glanced Samrat, asking with their eyes if that girl was the one he had talked about before, but he just didn't notice them.

Samrat was staring deeply at her, not believing his own eyes.

"Thank you so much!" she said, recovering her breath. "I actually thought they would...!" she didn't go on. She had found Samrat's eyes. "You..." she whispered, outlining a smile. He smiled her back, forgetting the fact that Mayank and Nupur were watching them with expectancy. "I mean..." the girl shook her head, trying to focus. "Hey, it's you again. Sorry about this morning... eh..."

"Samrat. Samrat Shergill," he quipped. "And you are...?"

"Gunjan Bhushan," she grinned, shaking his hand. Both of them felt that again; that sparkle, that... connection, that kind of... gravity. Gunjan smirked. "Sorry again, Samrat. And thank you for... you know, keep the doors open."

"Don't worry, it was nothing."

They stared and smiled at each other again, completely outside of the fact that they were not the only ones at the elevator, until Nupur cleared her throat, startling the two of them.

Right then, Gunjan noticed the boy and the girl.

"Hi, I'm Mayank,"he introduced himself. "And this ..."

"I'm Nupur!" she grinned, hugging a surprised Gunjan, excitedly. "It's great to meet Samrat's mystery girl By God!"

Gunjan raised an eyebrow, confused, and turned her eyes to Samrat, who was staring at his feet, embarrassed.

Gunjan smiled and looked at Nupur and Mayank again. "It's nice to meet you too."

"Can I ask you something?" inquired Mayank. Gunjan nodded. "Why were you running from the security?"

"Oh, those screwed guys," she said, frowning. "It's not allowed to seep here. And I did it. Twice."

"But why?" asked Nups, confused. "You're not a stalker or a crazy fan girl, are you?"

"Of course not!" Gunjan snorted, amused. It was like she didn't see herself being such a thing. "I'm not very supporter of this game, you know... It's too commercial for me."

"Really?" said Nupur, amused. She liked that girl; she was so outgoing and disinterested. She was perfect for Samrat. "But if you think that, what are you doing here?"

"It's kinda foolish," Gunjan said. "Tomorrow's my best friend's eighteen birthday. She is my best friend and she is so creative and original, you know? The thing is that for my birthdays, she always has something amazing for me. That makes me feel guilty because I don't exert myself for her presents... Anyways, yesterday crossed my mind the idea of getting the signature of her favorites Samrat and Mayank, from National volley ball team…………or basket ball…………Sorry I don't know..."

"Its Basket ball, maybe?" suggested Samrat, smiling slightly. He could not believe she was looking for him and she didn't know it.

"That's it!" Gunjan exclaimed, triumphant. "The thing is... I've been trying to find them the whole day and I couldn't..."

Samrat, Mayank, Nupur grinned. "Well, I think you found them," Mayank said, chuckling.

"Really? But the only ones I met were..." she stopped and looked at them, gingerly and looked at the posters she had. "... you." she finished, in a lower tone.

She slapped her forhead.

"Oh my God, you are Samrat and Mayank, aren't you……..O my Gosh I have seen your photos in a magazine and look I m carrying ur posters too ?"

They all nodded. "Nice to meet you?" she smiled, innocently, as if she was trying not to be more in trouble.

"Don't worry, it's great to meet someone who doesn't shriek when meets us," Mayank teased, as the doors of the elevator opened and he started to walk off.

Sam and Nupur followed him.

Gunjan was about to do the same thing as them, but then stared at Samrat, who was standing next to her, looking uneasy and unsure.

"You okay?" she asked, more concerned than she expected to feel.

Samrat seemed to doubt. He wanted to say and do so many things with her that he couldn't even speak. But, first of all, he wanted her number.

"Yeah, it's just..." he began, nervously. She looked at him, hopefully. "Would you...?"

"Ha, I got you!" a man appeared from nowhere and tried to reach Gunjan, but Samrat stopped him.

Obviously, he was one of the security men that were chasing her before.

"Oh, come on!" she said as she stamped the floor with her foot, angrily. "Can't you see that we are talking?"

"Can't you see that you can't be here? I'm going to call the..."

"She is with me," interrupted Samrat, irritated too. Unconsciously he took Gunjan's hand and interwined his fingers with hers. "She did not know that she should have told me she would be visiting me."

"But..." the man started, angry too.

"She's sorry," Samrat said determined, with a tone that didn't allow replies.

The man glared them, irate, and walked away, muttering things against them.

Samrat sighed, turning his attention back to Gunjan, who was staring at their interwined hands; he blushed, but didn't remove the contact.

"You were saying...?" Gunjan fixed him with a gaze as they walked off the elevator and reached Nupur and Mayank, that were waiting for them near the entrance door.

"Um...,. Nothing……… Nothing at all," he said, cowering.

Samrat and Gunjan arrived where the other two were. Nupur and Mayank noticed the handgrip, but they didn't say anything; they just smiled. The four of them started talking for a while when Gunjan realized the time it was.

"Sorry guys, I better go. My parents will freak out if they notice that I held up my classes……"

Samrat started to get desperated as Mayank —who was the last to sign the posters and everything for Gunjan's best friend— wrote his dedicatory.

"Thank you guys so much!" Gunjan said, smiling widely. "Riya will totally freak out!"

"Your welcome," Mayank said as he chuckled, downplaying it.

Gunjan smiled and said goodbye to them, closing the the door behind her. Samrat wanted to punch himself. He didn't dare to ask her number, she kind of intimidated him. Plus, she left word that she did not like basket ball. And he played it, so... why would she even want to give him her number?

"Please, tell me that your expression is because you want to go to the bathroom," pleaded Mayank, kind of tired of his attitude.

"Well..." he began.

"Samrat!" exclaimed Nupur, Mayank at the same time, incensed. "Why didn't you ask her, her number?"

Samrat bit his lip, regretting it once again.

"Look, she dropped one of the posters! Take it, give it to her and invite her on a date... go, go, go right now!" Nupur yelled, pushing him to the entrance.

Samrat did not think it twice. He took the poster from the floor and ran as swiftly as he could after her. She was already into a bus when he reached her.

Gunjan noticed him and the poster in his hands and smiled naughtinessly. "Look the back of the poster," she modulated, without saying it out loud.

Samrat frowned, confused, but did what she said. It was a poster of his, but when he turned it around, he read Gunjan Bhushan and an ensemble of numbers. He lifted his gaze and found her sexy smile.

The bus started as Gunjan winked at Samrat, leaving him with a huge smile on his face. And a feeling came over him. The feeling that he was going to be a different man.

But one thing was for sure. Samrat had had the best day of his life. A day he can never forget………. N that…………… for sure.


To be continued.........



I know friends this one isnt that gud, but please bear with me. Next time I will definitely give you a cute, romantic update.

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Love

Aditi

Hey frnds, I have updated my ff. This time a long one, ok not so long......Anyways wont be able to update for a few days as we are going on a study tour, but my lappy will be with me. So will try my best to update if possible n dont worry I will be in touch with you all, if you want :) :)

Ok now I should stop my bakwaas.........do read the update guys....n I hope you like it..........


The next day at Excel College:

"Gunjan……… Gunjan……O where should I search for this girl" A disgusted Deodhar Sir shouted roaming through the corridor.

"Sir…….sorry sir…….fr being so late again…….sir actually…….."

"Its ok I know you n your excuses Ms. Bhushan…..bt remember I am going to give you the most important task……." Deodhar sir was about to speak, when Gunjan interrupted "Ok sir, don't worry I can manage…."

Deodhar again looked at Gunjan "Do you know what your task is??"

"Ummm….No sir….." Gunjan mumbled

"O what to do" Deodhar frowned…… "ok I don't have much time. Your task is to receive the guests; Senny will welcome Mayank n you have to welcome Samrat.Is that clear??"

"What Samrat" Gunjan gasped

"I know you girls are crazy for him n I don't want any mistakes this time, n please try to behave yourself in front of the guest, I mean never act as a crazy fan, is that clear Ms. Bhushan?" Deodhar asked an amused Gunjan who was standing like a statue, still her mouth opened

Saying this Deodhar left.

Gunji's POV:

O God my mind isn't working…I can't face that creepy creature……Urrrggghhhh…..crazy for him……I hate him……..bt what should I do now?? Where to go?? Deodhar Sir gonna eat me up if anything erroneous happens…… God please help me!!!!!!

All of a sudden she heard some girls running towards her sticking to their "SAMRAT" mantra

G1- "Gunjan we heard that you gonna welcome Samrat??"

Gunji- Yup I will…..wait…….do you want to welcome him?? An idea struck Gunjan's mind

G1- yes Gunji I am a crazy fan of his……..I put his photo even in my bathroom!!!

"Bathroom….ewww" Gunjan made a stern face

Gunji- Anyways I don't care where you put his photo, if you want then you can welcome him, but you have to tell Deodhar sir that I felt uneasy that's why you are doing my work n don't behave like a dumb, crazy fan there. Is that clear??

That girl hugged Gun tightly and started running thru the corridor like a mad.
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Gunjan was watching all these carefully, when she heard people screaming "Hey they have arrived…….O gosh Mayank is looking so cool in black………I hate Nupur being her GF…. Nupur nahi hoti to main use propose karti…..…..O look Samrat……..he is dashing……….he is mine…...etc etc"

The whole college rushed to the main gate just to get a glimpse of their superstars.

First Mayank came out holding Nupur's hand, followed by Samrat. They were surrounded by atleast 20 guards. The guards were trying to keep the fans away from Mayank n Samrat, but Sayank responded to their fans, without showing any attitude

Deodhar Sir and a few others officially welcomed the guests and guided them towards the function arena.

Gunjan was standing few mtrs away n watching all the happenings.

She looked at Samrat n for sometime she was lost in his eyes. "O his eyes are magical!! No wonder why he has got a huge fan following" Gunjan thought, bt she decided not to go in front of him again.


On the other hand, Samrat was bored. It had already been 30 minutes of hugging fans and signing posters, and he was getting really bored. Samrat meant no offense to the fans, he loved them, but any guy would be bored to death after 30 minutes of the same thing.

But then he is the chief guest n for him the most important is to address the crowd. After 45 mins or so the official session started.

Samrat and Mayank gave their speeches n some valuable tips to the youngster's one by one n politely answered their questions.

Some questions were really annoying, still they handled those properly, especially Samrat, who is well known for his quite n calm nature.

One girl even asked do you belive in love at first sight?

Samrat was bit embarrassed, but then he smiled thinking of Gunjan. "Yes I do believe" he answered frankly

Both samrat and Mayank continued answering their fans and then they had their official interaction section over.

Deodhar invited them to the conference hall, but Samrat was in no mood to move inside, he wished to see the college, especially its BB court.

So Deodhar appointed a senior professor along with Excel's BB captain as Sam's guide.

Samrat was keenly observed each and every corner of the college; he felt an unknown intimacy with the college as if he is destined to come here!!!!!

Just then, one girl came running towards Samrat. "Hello," said the girl, "I'm, Priya, I am one of your biggest fan!!!!!" She said without any interruption

"You know what, your's autograph is the best gift on my b'day which was presented by my best friend……I know she struggled a bit but finally succeeded to get one" She showed Samrat the autographed posters and handed him some more posters for his autograph

Samrat keenly looked at the autographed posters "these are the same ones which Gunman brought that day" he thought

"Hey, Priya right…..so whats the name of your friend?" Samrat asked Priya in lot anxiety

"Well her name is…."

Suddenly Samrat's eye caught Gunjan who was standing behind the pillars, hiding herself

"Gun…….Gunjan……Gunjan…….." Samrat shouted in excitement

"O Wow!!!! Great you remember…….." Priya exclaimed but Samrat without paying any attention ran towards the pillar

Gunjan saw Samrat coming towards her, but for a while she ignored

"Mr. Celebrity, why he comes to me…….no he must b going somewhere else…….why I am excited??" Gunjan thought for a while, but stood there without paying attention to Samrat

Finally Samrat reached Gunjan. He was so happy, he couldn't believe his eyes "Gunjan you here…….m I dreaming……." To get confirmed he pinched Gunjan

"OUCH" Gunjan screamed in pain "Hey you r u insane ………why you pinched me??" Gunjan was caressing the place where Samrat pinched

Samrat's smile widened. He bursted out in excitement

"Gunjan………Gunjan…….I cant believe you are here……..I thought I lost you completely…….I cant believe my eyes….." He put a step forward to hug her, but suddenly she pushed him n gave him an angry look

"What you think of urself Mr. Shergill? Please behave yourself, hw dare you to hug me publically"

"Gunjan…….Gunjan I just……."

"Please Mr.Shergill stop it, you have no rights to play with my feelings……..I know you are a busy bee, you don't have time to make a call, but have guts to hug a girl infront of all na??? "

"Don't have time to call……..O my Gosh…….she is angry that I dint call her….no I have to make it clear….." He thought

"Gunjan nothing like that…….actually my coach….."

"Sorry Mr. Shergill I gotta go, my job here is over" Gunjan tryied to escape Samrat's gaze n moved hastily

Mayank saw Samrat looking a bit zoned out, so he called a 5-minute break. "Dude, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it's just..."

Mayank followed Samrat's gaze toward the girl. "Ah, I see, a cute girl. Well, if you like her, then talk to her when she comes up……..O freak this is Gunjan!!!!!! Go get her dude……"

"But Mayank, she is angry with me n don't wanna see my face!" Samrat made a dismayed face and told Mayank the whole incident

Mayank thought for sometime, when suddenly his eyes fell on a blue purse lying on the floor. For a moment he stared at that purse, then suddenly pointed out "Dude look whats that"

"A ladies purse" Samrat looked at Mayank in confused manner "You shouted coz got a ladies purse………maaaaannnnn r u crazy!!!!!"

"No listen what I say…..did Gunjan carry something with her while leaving"

Samrat thought a bit "Ummm…….no"

"Dude can you imagine a girl without a purse…you have seen Nupur for years!!!!!!"

"But……..hw can I pick any random thing assuming it as Gunjan's" Samrat was bit hesitant

But Mayank picked up the purse and asked Sam to open it.

"Dude are you mad……..asking me to open a ladies purse……..we are gentlemen dude….."

"To hell with your gentlemen" Mayank immediately opened the purse n searched like a crazy

"Got it I got it……..Gunjan's id……….dude she is a student here……..2nd yr Science……..dude here is her number……Wow " He immediately saved her number

Suddenly Gunjan appeared from no where "May I have my purse please" She pointed towards the blue purse in Mayank's hand

"O sure beautiful, by the way it was lying on the floor"

"Thanx a lot" Gunjan once again stormed out of the place

Mayank looked at Samrat, who was standing like a dumb, with his mouth wide open

"Samrat……I got her number" Mayank shook him vigorously to break his silence

"What……..her number………thanx dude……today is the most memorable day in my life" He jumped for joy and kissed Mayank almost four times

Mayank was bit embarrassed bt happy to see his friend back in action. He hugged him back

"Now I will see chashmish how you stay away from me, who gonna save you from my charm!!!!!!!! You will be mine…….."

Samrat was really happy this time n thanked God in his unique fashion………….


To be continued…………….


So friends, this much for today....hope you liked it...waiting for your cute cute comments........ n dont forget to press the like button.........


love
Aditi

Hey friends. I am back.
With request from my friends Zeejay and Richa, I am continuing the story "Best day in my life" and now it will make it a short story instead of an OS.
I am really thankful to Zeejay for suggesting how I can continue this OS, what I can include so that it will be a better one.
So friends here is part two, hope you like it.......


PART-2:


Samrat's joy knew no bounds. He was happy that Gunjan reciprocated his gesture.

He ran to his friends and hugged them tightly. "She has given me her number…………..dude that means she is interested………WOW !!!!!!!!! I am so happy today!!!!!"

"Yes dude, she is equally interested dude…….. I think without wasting time you shud called her" Mayank suggested Sam.

But Nupur was in a denial mode. "No Sam don't be so desperate dear……. You have…."

"Ok boys its too late, we have to discuss some strategies…….so please get into the court" Suddenly a hoarse voice cut off Nupur's words.

They turned around only to find their basket ball coach, staring at the three especially at Nupur.

Nupur felt uneasiness. "Ok guys c you in the evening……bye…." Saying this Nupur left.

Sam and Mayank walked towards the BB court, leaving their coach behind.

Coach saw Sam's poster lying on the chair where Sam forgot it. He took it and saw some numbers written on the back side.

"Oh……these crazy fans………….this must be a girl……..driving my boys crazy……..I hate these girlfans……..one look is sufficient to distract the boys…….." he ripped off the poster angrily into tiny pieces and asked the guard to throw it away.

The guard obeyed him as a loyal servant and threw the torn pieces into the dustbin. After sometime the garbage truck came and took the garbage from the bin and moved away. No one knew that Sam's heart was going to be dumped along with the garbage.

On the other hand, Sam and Mayank were practicing in the court. Suddenly Mayank reminded "Have you stored the number in your cell dude?"

"O dear I forgot the poster in the hallway……….dude keep practicing I will be back soon……" Saying this Sam stormed out of the court.

"Madly in love…………..ha ha……" Mayank smiled.

Sam came to the hallway and began searching the poster like mad. He searched from corner to corner but all the effort in vain.

Suddenly the guard came and asked Sam if he can help.

Sam queried about the poster.

"Sir, that poster ……….sorry sir………but the coach ripped the poster into pieces and ordered me to throw away………I…..I….."

"Where…….where did you throw that" Sam asked angrily

Now the guard was scared. "Sir…….sir in the bathroom…….I……..I…………mean in the d……..d….dustbin" He answered in a scary tone

"Sir…………..listen"

Sam rushed towards the dustbin, but that was empty.

"Sir………..the garbage van came and took everything away" He answered in one breath

Sam stood there in the same position for a few minutes and suddenly screamed "COACH………….COACH………I WILL KILL YOU" Saying this he ran towards the court.


BB Court:

Mayank, coach and others heard Sam screaming.

"What happened to Sam…….why is he shouting ??????" Coach asked a confused Mayank.

Suddenly Sam rushed into the coach with his eyes burning in anger. "How dare you………..how dare you ………." Sam grabbed coach's collar and shouted.

"Shut up Samrat…….do you know who I am………and what happened……….what I have done" Coach shouted throwing sam's arm away

"How dare you to rip my poster………you know how important that was for me……..now how I wil find her" Samrat became emotional

"O ……..Ii was right then……..case of a girl…….I hate girls………..they drive you crazy…..they distract you from your goal………If you are so desperate then why don't you get married ???" The coach gave a sarcastic smile

"But to marry I need a girl…………n for the girl I need the number…………and for the number I need the poster which you threw away mercilessly" Samrat shouted in a harsh tone and went away wiping his tears.

"Sam………sam please stop………coach Sam is very emotional………he needs my help…………..sorry coach but Ii cant help but go…….." Mayank walked out of the court without even waiting for coach to answer.


On the other hand, Gunjan was waiting eagerly for Samrat to call. She was checking her phone again and again.

"My phone must be in silent mode………ummmm…….no its in ringing……..any messages………….no………" Gunjan was getting restless.

"But why was he behaving differently…………as if………as if…..he wanna talk to me……..gosh I am mad……….he is a celebrity………Samrat Shergill………..dream boy of every girl………….why he wanna talk to me or spend time with me !!!!!!!!!! You are mad Ms. Gunjan Bhushan……for celebs like him girls are like fashion, which changes time to time"

Gunjan switched off the lights and tried to sleep.


On the other hand Samrat was completely broken. He was sitting in his room looking at the sky continuously.

"Why God……why me…….I never asked you for anything……..except true love…….you took away my mom…..then my grand ma……Dad is happy with his business , hardly gets time to talk to me………n now Gunjan……..why I met her………why.." He was crying continuously.

Mayur were watching from outside. They never saw Sam like this before.

Nupur went to him and hugged him. "Don't worry Sam everything gonna be ok……we will find some way out…….dont worry" She tried to console him.

Suddenly the door bell rang.

"I will see" Saying this Mayank went to open the door.

"Sir myself Anurag Malhotra from Excel college. This year we are organizing a youth festival. So we want you and Mr. Shergill to be the Guest of honour, coz you two are the best inspiration for today's generation. It will be a great pleasure for us if you accept our request. "

"Thanks a lot Mr. Malhotra for considering us. I will talk to Samrat and then inform you" Mayank said smilingly.

"Sir this is my card, if he agrees then please inform us in this no. It was nice meeting you sir. Good night." Saying this, the person left.

"Excell College………that will be fun" Mayank smiled and went upstairs.



tO BE CONTINUED..............


Hope you liked it and dont forget to comment.......


love

Aditi

Hey friends sorry for being so late........actually I am working on a boooooooring assignment n I have to submit it on Monday......but you know I cant live without my Sajan for a long time, so I thought updating the 3rd part of my ff.
I really loved your comments which boost my confidence to update further......

So here goes the third part:



Mayank went upstairs.

He told Nupur and Samrat about the invitation from Excel.

"Wow that's great Mayank……..I think you should go……..n you are national figures, today's youth really look forward to you………I think they will be excited to see their role models just in front of their eyes !!!!!!!" Nupur yelled in excitement.

Samrat nodded with a smile.

"Sam………hey dude…….wats up?? I think Nupur is right we should go to Excel" Mayank asked Sam

There were no answers from Samrat.

"Sam……..Sam……..SAM" Mayank screamed next to Samrat's ears.

"Hun……yeah…………what……what happened" Sam gave Mayank a puzzled look as if he is ignorant of what going on in his surroundings.

"Sam the Excel college invitation…….."

"You do whatever seems to be ok." Sam cut off Mayank and went to his room

"I think Sam needs a change n this youth festival will be a great option" Nupur and Mayank decided to accept the invitation.

"Ok I will call them tomorrow………nw its too late I think you shud go home……..just wait let me bring my car keys"

After that Nupur left with Mayank leaving a dejected Sam behind


The next day at Bhusan's Mansion:

"Gunjan……….Gunjan…..are you ready beta, you're getting late honey………..Uff this lazy girl……..dunno wat to do with this lazy stuff" Gunjan's mom broke into Gunjan's room yelling

"You lazy…….." Gunjan's mom stopped screaming when she looked at her daughter

"What happened honey…….is everything ok………" She rubbed Gunji's back and kissed her forehead

Gunjan was sitting near the window with a book in her hand, she suddenly realized her mom standing beside her

"Mom……. when did you come to my room?"

"When my sweet daughter was wandering in her dream land, holding her book upside down??"

Saying this she took the book from her and kept on the table

Then she took Gunji into her arms.

"Hey honey what happened…..my baby is looking so depressed…….you can share your pain with me beta…….." Being a concerned mother she asked her daughter

Gunjan's POV:

What should I say?? That I gave my personal number to a person whom I met for the first time…………infact for the last time and he dint call me after that, so I am depressed!!

Wow!! Now I am in depression n after hearing this my mom will go to depression no most probably to coma!!!!

Better I should keep quite…

POV ends…..

"Mom actly the youth festivals starting from tomorrow and I haven't yet given my name for any competition" Gunjan tried to escape her mom's gaze

"Ok mom ask dad to get ready………" saying this she rushed into the bathroom

Gunjan mom's looked at her daughter's response with her eyes wide open

"Pagal ladki" Gunjan's mom smiled slightly n left the room.

Excel College:

"O my gosh, I am getting late, that sadu DEodhar gonna kill me……Miss Gunjan you are again late……..you irresponsible girl……doesn't have the sense of time……you know time is so precious….this……that…….arrgghh…….." Gunjan was blabbering when some one bumped into her.

"Priya is everything ok, why r you looked so puffed?" Gunjan got hold of Priya

"Gun…….Gunjan you know I am so happy……..Samr…….Samrat Shergill n Mayank Sharma coming to our college as chief guests……….Gunji I am so happy…….." Priya jumped of joy

"Samrat…….Samrat Shergill………O that famous celebrity…….thats why this college is looking like a zoo today……..all are jumping around, laughing like monkeys……..including Priya" Gunjan gave Priya a sterned look n thought

She started to walk off.

"Hey Gun you don't look excited……..bt you met them na?? n you told that they are wonderful people "

Gunjan looked at Priya with her eyebrows raised "I gonna kill this girl, if she asks me once again about those loosers…………..loosers…….infact I am the looser…..who told me to give him my no. Did he asked………huh………love at first sight……………love………..my foot"

"You can never judge people in a single meeting………I am going to class n plz don't disturb me again" Gunjan barked at Priya n walked away

Priya watched Gunjan walking away "What happened to her" she thought.

Gunjan walked through the corridors, she saw people busy in decorating the corridors, hallway, and class rooms………girls are really excited to meet Samrat…..

Every corner of the college is echoing with chants of Samrat's name !!!!!!!

The posters of "Welcome Samrat n Mayank" are everywhere n they are really annoying Gunjan

"These people are insane" Saying this she moved quickly to her class.


Scene shifts to Sayank n Nupur:

"So guys what you gonna wear tomorrow?" Nupur asked in excitement

"Well, I think I should wear a black suit, that wud look nice na…….Nupur wat say" Exclaimed Mayank

"Ok black suit bt you shud try a white shirt…..it wud be more formal n nice fr these kinda stuffs"

Nupur took a white shirt from Mayank's wardrobe.

"What about you Sam…….I think you should try this" (The same one Sam wore in valentine's ball, sorry guys I am very bad at dress selection)

Nupur separated both the boys' attires from the regular ones and kept them in a better place so that they won't have any problem in finding.

"Ok boys, c ya tomorrow!!" Mayur exchanged a light kiss n then Nupur left the place.

Samrat was sitting on a sofa, holding a pillow close to his chest, still wandering in Gunjan's dreamland. He was remembering their first meeting……..the way she fell on Samrat……….their short but cute eyelock………..her beautiful eyes behind her specs……….her sharp feature………her beautiful smile………

Samrat closed his eyes "I want to be in your arms Chashmish………I want you badly……I want you to be in my arms…….I want to hug you……..to kiss you …….to make you mine forever…….I want to make you feel that you are the most special girl in this world…….I wanna be with you forever baby"

Then suddenly Mayank entered the room n his eyes widened for what he saw?????

Samrat was holding a pillow n kissing it like crazy!!!!!!!!

"Sam…….Sam my boy……..Sammy baby……..come out of ur dream land buddy!!!!!!!" Mayank whispered softly in his ears……but no response. Sam's weird act still continued

Mayank now got irritated.

"Samrat…….Samrat……..ABEY SAMRAT KE BACCHE WAKE UP" he kicked him hard

Samrat fell out of the sofa and BAM!! He hit the ground along with his pillow

"CHashmish……Gunjan……where are you……" Samrat searched for Gunjan like a crazy. "Mayank she was here in my arms…..n I…"

"Shut up Sam, Gunjan wasn't there in ur arms it was this, you duffer!!" He showed him the pillow "n you were kissing it like……..eeeewwwww……..God how can you think like that dude??" Mayank made an abnormal face gawking at Sam

Now Sam was embarrassed for his act n he lowered his gaze in embarrassment.

Mayank noticed Sam's saddened face n patted his back "Everything gonna b ok dude"

Samrat looked at Mayank n he hugged him.

"I don't know dude bt, its like I cant live without her n why I feel that I gonna meet her soon" Samrat said n this time with sanguinity in his eyes, which Mayank really liked.

"Lets hope for the best dude" The two friends smiled looking at each other

"But dude promise me you're nt gonna tell Nupur about this wierd kissing act" Samrat urged like a kid n Mayank nodded with his billion dollar smile.......



To be continued.........

Precap: Youth festival at Excel College and Sajan meeting........



So friends that's for today......sorry for wasting your precious time....

Waiting for comments, positive or negative always welcome :) :)


Your n only yours

Aditi

heyyya aditi..
dear i lovvvd ur update...
n ya am telng u 1 thng vryy frankly dat stop writng dat note-dat bear me 4 my update..its boring..n ol


cummon dear it was a fantastic update......i lovvvd it..
n especilly d scene of sam kissing d pillow..omg dat was...🤣..
keep gng gal.....
n cont sooon..cant w88 4 my sajan meetng ahead..
n thannx alot 4 d pm...

fantastic part
just loved it
samrat kissing the pillow was damn funny
and omg!mayank saw it
mindblowing
do continue asap😊

res! Hey sweetie! Just wanted tofirs of all thank u so much for dedicating to me! I am really greatful! Muah! And I have read both ur parts and the comment is on page 5! Do read it if u get a chance! Luv you!

aditi..god u r sayng its nt gud...
its fantastic....i lovvd d cncpt..i vryy new one

i lovvvvvvd ur os yar..n ya....cont wids it asap...

hey it was wonderful
not at all bad.
it was so sweet that it kept me hooked throughout😊