-*Nisha's Sajan OS Gallery*- - Page 9

Originally posted by: ARMAANKSGFAN

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THE ENDLESS CORRIDORS

"It feels great to be back" he said as he stood before the doors of THE EXCEL COLLEGE.

"I hope she won't kill me for being late" he said and entered. He opened the door and felt a breeze caressing his body. It sent shivers in to his spine. It was not a new one! It was the one that used to feel during his past years in this PLACE OF MEMORIES. It was his home. It was the place which saw his happiness and sadness. It made him emotional. He walked through the corridor. The whole college was decorated but deserted. He moved looking around and a smile arose on his lips on seeing the basketball court. It was the place where he mastered this sport which has now become his career.

SAMRAT! SAMRAT! He could remember people cheering aloud with his name being recited like a mantra. He was able to feel their passion and love for him. He felt that it was their heartly wishes. He was able to visualize everything. He saw him playing and running around the court with ball. His best friend! He made a score. On seeing this Samrat felt proud. Then he saw his team winning. He remembered his Principal hugging him. He was always his pet. And the girls! They were going crazy for him.

Samrat laughed " I was wild '. No I am!" he said and moved forward.

He stood still on seeing THAT ROOM. It was the most special place in his life. It was THE music room. The place where he saw his chashmish for the first time. He approached to it. When he moved, he was taken back four years with him going behind a girl who was in white salwaar kameez for no reason. Well there was a reason! His friends! They dared him to go and ask her out. Being the cool dude, he went behind her. He had been following her since the Principal's office but she didn't turn back. He thought that HIS SO CALLED FRIENDS dared him as she was behenji types. Snapping out from his thoughts he saw the girl going into music room.

"Finally! There is an end!" he said and moved in. He touched the guitar his favourite instrument and looked at her. She turned. His world stood still. His world was complete. He saw an angel from the planet of peace in disguise. She was searching for some CDs. Her eyes were chocolate brown in colour. They looked delicate. And her skin was milky white! It was so soft and pure! The beauty of her eyes was hid behind those black framed specs. But it was cute on her. He saw her hair blowing due to wind. Then the wind was caressing her face. She closed her eyes and felt it. " Chashmish!" he called. She looked at him and they found their world in each other's eyes.

"Those were the days! Love you music room!" he said coming to the present. He went and looked at each and every part of it. Even today he was able to feel her presence. At that moment he felt like thanking his friends as if it was not for them then this place would have never been this much special.

"It would have been one of my music rooms in my life!" and left the room.

He walked. Each and every place was filled with memories. Behind every pillar there was a story. Then he reached the central hall. He closed his eyes and opened it. The whole place became dark. He saw a guy walking lost in his own thoughts. It was him. He smiled.

" Ah! How can I forget this day!" he thought.

It was the day when he realized his love for his chashmish. He remembered him getting all angry because of her friendship with Purab. He knew that they were just friends. But he was also her best friend. This troubled him. He didn't want anyone to take his place in his chashmish's life. So he ended up fighting with her and reached the place. He pushed the vase that was lying on the table. He was damn heartbroken. His eyes were wet because Gunjan screamed at him due to his actions. He didn't know why but her words meant a lot to him. He also felt guilt as he also equally fought with her. He stood helpless. There was no one to clear his problem. Because now his problem was with his chashmish. His mind was filled with lot of questions. His mind was repeating WHEN! WHERE! WHY! HOW! He got confused. He slammed his hand against the wall. Suddenly his mobile started ringing. He saw it. It was his chashmish. He smiled but not for long. It faded when he thought about their fight. He wished to cut the call. But something was holiding him back. His heart was beating fast. His pulse rate became higher. He didn't know what was happening. He stood still. He saw her picture in the mobile. Her lovely face, beautiful eyes, sweet nose and her rosy lips. It brought out some feelings that was hidden inside him. He unintensionally remembered their friendship and said " I love you chashmish! I love you! I love you more than anything!" he said.

" That was really a big day in my life. It was the day when I realized what love is! Love is my chashmish! She is everything. I remember the day when we confessed. Wait! Let me go there." He said and reached the auditorium.

The whole auditorium was decorated but the light was little dim he thought and entered. Even today he could hear her sobs. It was when Gunjan was crying and hurted herself badly. Well it was not physical or anything. But'her ehart was hurt. It was because of group of girls who made fun of her due to her friendship with Samrat. They were jealous. But Gunjan didn't know that. So she always hid her feelings for Samrat. But today it was overboard. The girls started speaking about her and how she pulled Samrat to her side by showing her fake innocence. They even made fun of her before everyone. When one of the girls was blaming her was using Samrat. He entered. His blood was boiling. Being a gentleman, he controlled his anger and avoided all the eyes that was looking at him. But he was furious. He decided to close everyone's mouth which blamed their relationship. He stared at the girls. They backed away. He knelt down and said those three words which he wished to say every day and every night but not like this. But he said it. "I love you Chashmish! Will you be mine forever?" he asked. Gunjan didn't say a word. Actually they never felt the need for any words. She just hugged him and said " I love you to Samrat!"

" That day I promised to myself that I will never make my Chashmish shed tears. I will always love her!" he said.

Then he walked and stopped on seeing his classroom. It was the place of heaven. He used to do lot of fun here with the gang and his chashmish. He remembered him going behind her asking for an apology as he was late. She always hated latecomers. Samrat hated people with this attitude except fro her. She was his Ms. Perfect. He loved her for that. Everytime he comes late and she ends up getting angry. He was going behind her from the morning. But she didn't pay any heeds. She didn't look at his eyes as she knew that she would fall into his pool of love. So she avoided it. Samrat was holding his patience. When she entered the classroom he locked the door. Gunjan just avoided it and stood as if she didn't care. But Samrat's mind had a plan, he gave a naughty smile. Gunjan knew that smile, she realized that he was upto something. Before she could lose, she decides to leave the place. But Samrat held her wrist and pulled her. She ened up standing close to him with such a distance that they could feel only their breathe. She knew that she lost but she pretended to be angry. Samrat smiled at her innocent act. He moved a cluster of hair that was lying on her face behind her ears. Gunjan closed her eyes. He enjoyed this feeling. He kept his hand on her cheeks and bent near. He kissed her on her cheeks. Gunjan felt thousands of butterfly dancing in her stomach. She opened her eyes and looked at him. She bent her head and blushed.

"Samrat! Samrat!" he came to senses. Someone was patting and calling him. He turned and was mesmerized to see his chashmish standing next to him. She was wearing a white embroided saree with light make up. She was looking beautiful. But she was angry. Samrat saw that and started laughing. Gunjan got really mad. She started shouting at him. But Samrat went near her and hugged her. Gunjan was shocked but she reciprocated it.

" I love you Chashmish! Thanks for making my life beautiful"

" I love you too Samrat!"

They broke the hug " Shall we leave now? A wonderful Christmas party is waiting for us in the backyard!"

Gunjan nodded and they left holding each other's hand tightly assuring their presence!

THE END

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