Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai - 07 Sep 2025 EDT
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Omg! Beautiful update Amy!🤗 Just loved it! But Sammy is so mean! I'm very angry at him!😡😆 Poor Gunjan! I hope she gives him a huge long lecture and sets him staight!😆
plz update jaldi jaldi! Can't wait!! Ur updates r always so interesting!! Love them!!! Muaah!! Urs, Sanju"Sam, 'Sam!!" Benji's voice attracted many curt glances in the gymkhana.
"Relax benji! Chilla kyu raha hain?" Samrat asked benji, who was panting badly.
"Dude.. huff' tu.. wo' main'" He was falling short of breathe.
"Tu Tu main main kya kar raha hain? Kya bol raha hain? saaf saaf bol na.."
"Tu.. tu gaya yar. Wo tuze dhundh rahi hain, aur wo bahut gusse me hain." Benji popped it out and sighed with relief.
"Kaun?"
"Gunjan' Aur kaun?" Benji rolled eyes'
"Aane de'" Samrat grinned, "Main bhi to usika intezar kar raha hu. Muze bhi to apni tareef sunni hain."
"Tareef ki to pata nahi magar gaaliya bahut padne waali hain' Tu sun le, main bhagta hu" saying this he turned and started walking out. As he was about to make an exit from the room, gunjan caught him in the door. 'crap!! Mar gaye'' benji muttered under his breathe.
"Samrat kaha hian?" She demanded.
"ahem' Kya hua gunjan? Uhmm.. tum itne gusse me kyu ho?" He said feigning innocence.
"Pehle batao kaha hain tumahra dost?" She was literally growling.
"Ham yaha hain!"
As she looked at the direction of the voice, she watched him smiling hard at her.
"YOU'!" she clenched her fists in anger , "Tumahri himmat kaise hui ye sab karne ki?"
"Kya karne ki, chashmish? Maine aisa kiya kya hain?" He said innocently, as if he was the most unblemished human being alive.
"Don't call me chashmish! Aur Sab kuch karke pooch rahe ho ki kiya kya hain?" Her voice was growing louder with each word. Now they've got attention from all the people in the room. Every eye was on them.
Well, of course, They deserved the attention. Firstly, this was a War-like scenario. Secondly, 'Samrat' was involved in it. And finally, this war-like scenario was between Samrat and a 'Girl'. Their audience was confused. They weren't used to this. This is Samrat. Girls don't fight with him! They smile or wave at him, sometimes wink at him, many times drool over him, some even dream about him, but this girl? Apparently all she wanted is to eat him, Alive!!
"Relax chashmish." Samrat looked around and said, "dheere baat karo, tum sabko disturb kar rahi ho."
"I don't care!" she grated her teeths, "all I care about is my admission. And you messed with it. Now will you tell me why?"
"What? I messed with it? What happened?" He said pretending to be in a shock.
"What happened Gunjan? Why are you shouting?" Diya said entering the room.
"Your friend just spoilt my chances of entering this college diya!" Gunjan said in anger.
"What?But how?" Diya said, surprised.
Gunjan threw a distraught look at samrat and held a paper in front of her. Diya looked at the caricature on the paper, it was their principal. It was so perfect, diya couldn't help but chuckle.
"Princi ka cartoon? Kisne draw kiya?"
"Diya!!" Gunjan said, agitated.
"Oh. sorry!" Diya said apologetically, and read the lines below the caricature aloud.
"Dear Mr. Rajput(Principal, Excel college)
Sir, Aap bhi chasmish, main bhi chashmish,
Fir kaisi formalities, kaisi gujarish?
Aapko is chashme ki kasam, de dijiye na muze admission.
Meri sweet si request hain, please accept my application.
Aapki pyari student, Gunjan Bhushan."
Everyone in the room burst into laughter after hearing the rhyme. Diya wanted to laugh, but she composed herself for the sake of gunjan.
"Ye kya hain?" She said fighting her smile back.
"Ye wo letter hain jo Samrat ne likha, aur maine principal sir ko diya, mera admission form aur guardian's letter samazke."
"Kya?" diya was shocked, "Sammy, how could you?"
"Hey Chashmish. Don't be a spoilsport. Itna accha rhyme hain, aur mera drawing bhi. Aur tum ho ke mere innovative dimaag ki tareef karne k'"
"Just shut up. Tumhari is faltu ke rhyme aur is fatichar cartoon ke wajah se'"
"Caricature, to be precise!" samrat said correcting her.
"Whatever! I don't give a damn to it. But pata hain tumhari is shararat ke wajah se muze kya kya sunna pada?"
"Kya kya sunna pada?" Samrat said smilingly.
"Shut up sammy! Don't u see she is tensed." Diya tried to make peace, "Gunjan dear, don't worry. Hamara prince short tempered hain, par wo jaldi hi cool bhi ho jayega. We'll talk to him. It'll be fine."
"Nothing will be fine Diya!", gunjan threw a curt glance at samrat,"Jab tak ye yaha hain, mere sath kuch thik nahi hoga."
"Tumahra matlab kya hain?" Samrat narrowed his eyes.
"Jab se tum mile ho" gunjan pointed her finger at him," tab se mere sath kuch na kuch gadbad ho rahi hain."
"Hey..hello! don't point ur finger at me," samrat said grabbing her finger," jab se tum yaha aai ho tabse mere sath bhi bahut kuch gadbad ho rahi hain."
"chodo mera hath.."
"Maine sirf ungli pakdi hain,"samrat said leaving her finger, " aur wo bhi pakadne ka koi shouk nahi hain muze. Apne aap ko samajhti kya ho? tumhe kya lagta hain tum sabse best ho?"
"Muze lagta nahi , yehi sach hain!"
Samrat laughed at this, "bahut misunderstandings hain tumhe apne bareme."
"Muze nahi tumhe misunderstanding hain. apne baareme bhi aur doosro ke baareme bhi.tumhe kya lagta hain tumhe koi hara nahi sakta." Gunjan stared at him.
"Aur tumhe kya laga, tum sabko hara sakti ho?"
"Yes, I play to win."
"Really? Proove it!"
"You're challenging me?" gunjan narrowed her eyes.
"Only if you want to accept. Darr lag raha hain to ghar jao" he said, grinning.
"Muze challenges pasand hain."
"Thik hain. to aaj , yaha, isi waqt! Ho jaye ek competition!" samrat smirked staring at her," aur kyuki tum kamzor opponent ho, to tum hi choose karo ke competition kya hoga."
"Kamzoor kaun hain ye to competition ke baad pata chalega" gunjan looked at his eyes, threatening him, "But I like the idea of choosing the form of competition."
"Guys! Ye kya kar rahe ho tum" Diya , who was witnessing this war since a long time, finally broke her silence. "Please stop it."
"No diya. Competition to jaroor hoga!" Gunjan scanned the gymkhana, and spotted her subject of interest, "Aur Competition hoga, chess ka!" she finally declared.
"Chess? U mean chess board wala chess?" Benji screamed as soon as she finished speaking.
"Ya. any problem to you?" gunjan's question was more like a threat.
"No. muze kya problem hogi'" Benji gave samrat a you-are-finished look. But samrat was too busy to catch it.
He was thinking, thinking about how many pawns and knights are present on the chessboard.
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