Blind Date (SG FF) chap 3 page 14 - Page 3

tht was soooooooooo awesome i love it and it was interesting as well

wowow tht was awesome i like it and it was interesting as well

hey buddy i am glad you are coming up with a ff on sajan.......loved the last one to wrote........looking forward to this one as well.......thanks for the pm......continue soon

Hey everyone,
Thanks for ur comments....! I am glad to know that you liked the concept. So Here i am with the first part of this FF. Hope this entertains you...!!😃


Chap 1: How it started..
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I ran behind the papers as the wind blew them all over in my hostel room.

God!! My notes!! They were scrambled now.

"Hey Nupur, see its raining!!" Diya shouted with excitement as Nupur peeped outside from the window.

Rains in February!! What the hell??- I thought and closed the window on my side, putting the papers neatly in my folder.

"Wow!! Its soo romantic.. hey lets go outside.." Nupur was two steps ahead of Diya. I wondered how these girls manage to find 'Romance' in everything.

"Hey Gunjan, you too come na..", Diya said slipping her feet in her footwear. I opened my mouth to reject her offer, but nupur interrupted.

"Diya, don't waste your efforts. I know Gunjan will not come. She hates rainy season. Right gunjan?" She turned to me and waited for my reaction.

"Yepp! And there should be someone to take care of you two, when you'll get sick of.."

"Wait wait wait,.. we'll be fine. Don't worry. And come on yaar.. you should take this experience at least once. The raindrops falling on your head, they pierce your body infinite times. It feels soo good.." Diya said shivering with anticipation. I could imagine what she was imagining in her mind.

"and its soo romantic.." Nupur had the special ability to find something 'romantic' about everything.

"well, carry on sweeties, but don't count me in for this." I ended the conversation with my usual sentence.

Diya, Nupur and I were friends since first day of our college. And after that we got the same room in hostel. We were best buddies. We called ourselves 'Powerpuff Girls'.

Diya was Just like Blossom, She was the self-proclaimed leader of our group, smart, stylish, she could be fussy at times. But was the most matured among us.

Nupur was Buttercup, beautiful, but aggressive. She had a temper, and she could be really stubborn at times. But she had a softer side too, and she cared for us a lot.

And then I was there, Bubbles. They called me this because they found me cute. I was submissive, shy and the most sensitive one. And my two friends used to treat me like a baby.

We used to hang out together, eat together, study together, sleep.. oops! Don't get me wrong here..But we were just inseparables.

Despite of the above mentioned differences, Diya and nupur were quite alike. They were outgoing, talkative, too romantic, party animals. Though Diya was a little westernized when it came to her dressing sense, Nupur and Diya were equally famous in boys in our college. Nupur was the Indian version of Diya.

But me..? I was totally opposite to my roomies. I was shy, introvert. I hardly talked to strangers. I hated parties; the idea of going to a party itself could make my throat dry. And I was not romantic, I mean I didn't hate the concept of love. But the concept of searching for true love or soul mate seemed alien to me. The one thing common between them and me was, me too was famous in boys, rather whole class. Though the reason was different, I was the topper in my class, and everyone wanted my help in studies.

But still sometimes, I used to say 'Don't count me in'. Because sometimes my bestest friends could act really silly. Just like they were acting now, and just like they acted 4 days back.

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Diya was standing in front of the mirror, one of her usual pose, when I entered into my hostel room.

"Hey Diya, Looking nice.. Going out?" I asked sitting on my bed, half of the bed was occupied by Nupur who seemed really busy reading the latest issue of 'Mayapari'.

"Yeah. Going out with RV.", She said applying eyeliner.

RV was Diya's boyfriend. Supposedly, he belonged to some royal family in Rajasthan, and some people believed that he's hot too. In my opinion, he was an airheaded jerk. But it was just my opinion. And no one had a strong reason to believe my opinion when it came to love. Well, because my opinion about love was just 'a waste of time'.

"That's cool. But come before the rector closes the main gate." I advised her and Nupur peeped from her magazine to say "ok grandma", just to tease me for my concern.

"Take your time honey.. After all, you're meeting him after 6 long days.", Nupur said to Diya, "Ahh.. How lucky you are.. you got your prince charming.." Nupur sighed exaggeratedly.

Charming..? - I smiled to myself.

"Hey Nups, don't worry, u never know, when u'll get lucky.." Diya said putting some gloss on her lips.

"No yaar! I'm not as lucky as you are. You know, we have many guys in our college. But those who like me aren't good enough and those who are good enough are taken." Nupur pouted as we chuckled looking at her disappointed face.

"Oh, sweety! Don't worry. Well I know a guy who's not only good enough, but the best, and still he's single..",Diya said sitting besides Nupur, who sat straight now, paying all her attention to Diya.

"Really? Wow!! Who's that?", Nupur couldn't hide her excitement.

"Well, the name's Samrat, he's my school mate. He graduated from Delhi and now is here to study Business Management. Fair, Handsome, and witty." Diya provided all the information in one go. I shook my head and got up from the bed, and started walking out. This gossip could go on for a long. But Nupur held my hand and made me sit again.

"Hey sit na Gunjan.. " she said to me and I obediently followed her orders, she turned to diya again, "But I doubt.."

"Don't doubt my information! Just meet him once. You'll like him instantly." Diya said.

What was I doing in this discussion anyway? - I thought looking at them.

"Wow..! but.." Nupur narrowed her eyebrows, "what's the use of me liking him. He should also like me naa..?"

"He'll like you baba. Listen, He's out of station right now, will be back in Mumbai by tomorrow, he told me yesterday on call. He'll come here to meet me, that time you also come with me." Diya said enthusiastically.

"But what if he likes someone else?" I couldn't help but ask my doubt and both my friends looked at me as if I had disturbed the round table conference.

"He doesn't like anyone. I know it." Diya said with confidence and Nupur grew suspicious.

"How are you so sure about that?" Nupur narrowed hey eyes further.

"Because he told me that he's single, and ready to mingle" Diya said firmly, "and.. umm .. I told him that I might help him..err.. and two of my friends are single" As she said this both Nupur and I looked at her with disbelief.

"And.. I told him that we are going to meet him on this valentine's day." Diya said hesitatingly.

"Wait! What do you mean by 'We'?" I almost screamed.

"And you didn't ask me once before telling him?" Nupur screamed even louder.

"Listen guys.." Diya started but I cut her in between.

"Are you considering me as well?" I asked frantically.

"Are you interested?" Diya asked raising her eyebrows.

"Of course not!!" I said firmly.

"Then don't bother yourself!!" said Diya.

"But Diya , how will I face him , considering that he knows why we are meeting?" Nupur asked with worry.

"Hey dear, why are you so tensed. It will be like a blind date. If you two like each other, go ahead. If you don't, back off. It's just like that." Diya said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Nupur seemed convinced by her explanation.

"Ok!" She said slightly convinced.

"Ok? So done! We 3 are going to meet him on valentine's day." She said and rushed to go.

"Hey! Not 3 of us. Don't count me in for this.." I shouted, but Diya already made an exit before I completed my sentence. I stared at the closed door for a whole minute before Nupur asked a very important query.

"Hey what should I wear at valentine's day?" Said Nupur.

"Whatever you like." I said absent mindedly.

"And what will you wear?"

"I'm not coming!!" I shouted again. I still couldn't digest the whole idea of meeting Nupur's blind date. I mean Diya was going to meet her friend; Nupur was going to meet her prospective date. What was the point of me going there?

But I didn't know that time, that this will be the starting 'point' of my love story.

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Comments and criticisms are welcome!!😉

res! shall edit in a while.........:)

wow..loved it..seems to be quite promising....waiting to see how their love story unfolds.......continue soon & thanks for the pm

nice starting.

awesome part

Amy🤗OMG i love the concept😍.So gunjan is gonna narrate the story.Interesting👏.You are an awesome writer di and i want you to cont soon.Am really looking forward to this FF😉and once again the starting was simply amazingggg👏

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