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Hey guyz thanks a lot for such lovely comments na 🤗. Just wanted to say 1 thing, in last part, it's not that Mayu fell in love with Nupur or anything, he just feels attracted towards her, and tries not to. It's not that he is mean or something either, he just thinks of himself highly, and when he saw Nupz again in restaurant he thought she was following him, and he gets irratated with her staring at him. You know Mr.Mayank Sharma well na, sope he'z same here! And yes, changed title of this FF, think this would be more eligible for this FF.
Nupur- No you do, if you behaive like this, no one will ever like you, and you'll have a lonely, tedious, and bland life.
Part 4
Nupur's intense gazes harassed Mayank, but no such expression was shown on his face. In fact, he seemed to be talking normally and calmly. Nupur on the other hand, was dubious on why she was staring at him constantly.
Nupur- *Thinking to herself* Why should I care? After all he is the one giving me attitude.
Samrat returned back to the table, and she didn't dare to look at Mayank again, until she saw him leave out the door with a successful transaction.
Nupur- *Thinking to herself* What if I never meet him again? OMG, I have to say thank you to him, for I reached home because of him. If I don't, then his favor would bother me my entire life, and I can't live with that.
Nupur- Bhaiya, I am coming in a sec.
Samrat- But-
Before he could say anything, she ascended from her seat, and went out in the parking lot. Samrat was about to go after her, but Gunjan stopped him, saying she probably saw a friend outside and went to talk with her.
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It was a cold December night, with the chilly wind blowing on their faces. Nupur could barely see where she was walking, but even in dark, she found a way up to him. She reached him, almost out of breathe, and he was confused seeing her presence there.
Mayank- Were you following me?
Nupur- I wanted to say-
Mayank- No need to. I know your type of girls, first follow and when they get a chance-
Nupur- What? What did you say?
Mayank- I can repeat it again, if you like.
Nupur- Listen Mister, what makes you think you can talk to me like this?
Mayank- Actually you are right, I shouldn't be talking with you. All I am doing is wasting my time.
Nupur- Then I am so sorry to waste your precious time.
Mayank- Whatever.
He said that in an indignant tone, and walked towards his black lexus parked couple of feets away. Nupur wanted to refrain herself from screaming at him, because she knew that there was no point in it, and just let him go. She didn't understand his sudden change of behaivor, in the morning he was all so polite gentleman, and now he was a total angry young man. She wondered if he hit his head, after she left. She was just mad at herself for saying sorry to him, he didn't deserve being the winner at that arguement. Without thinking anything else, she walked up to him, seeing him sitting inside his car.
Nupur- Actually I am not sorry, because you are the one who wasted my time!
She said pointing her index finger on him. He gave her a sarcastic smile.
Mayank- You are the one who came running after me, remember?
Nupur- Look-
Mayank- No you look-
Nupur- No you do, if you behaive like this, no one will ever like you, and you'll have a lonely, tedious, and bland life.
Mayank- That's my problem not yours. I would like for you to not get in my personal bussiness, and get lost.
Nupur- Fine, I am going!
Mayank- The best words you have said so far.
As he saw her leave, he closed him window, thinking that he didn't really meant saying all that to her, but she was following him. "She was just like any other girl who thinks they can have a chance with Mayank Sharma," he alleged. And soon he drove off in the other direction. In sometime, they diminished from each others sight, yet still the night didn't change one bit. It decided to stay cold and dark for some time.
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Years elapsed, and their lifes never collided with each others, and there never came a time when they would meet. "Not yet," said their destiny, "they'll meet when right time comes." And that "right time" was after six years.
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Six years later~
Nupur- Hmmm...yes...no no I'm fine with Dia...sure...haan...no Adhi I said I would be back by the time of our engagement ...yeah...
you, bhaiya, and bhabhi promised me that I can have a month for myself in Goa, right?
Dia-*From the othe room* Nupurrr???
Nupur- *To her* Ayi Diaaa!
Nupur- Listen I am so sorry have to go...haan...umm ok bye, say hi for bhaiya and bhabhi for me.
She closed her cell phone and went to Dia, her best friend and whom she was staying with in Goa.
Nupur- What happened Dia? Itna chila kyun rahi thi?
Dia was so happy to see that Nupur was done with her call, she usually took hours to talk on the phone.
Dia- Nupur please lets go shopping. Please, please, please.
Nupur- Ok fine, but phele dance class mein chalte hai.
Dia- What? Why?
Nupur- Dia tumne promise kiya tha, tum mere liye dance try out karo gi, remember?
Dia- Ugh fine.
Nupur- Thanks.
Dia- Nupur you are so annoying.
Nupur- I know.
They grabbed their purses and the car key, and Dia drove to the dance class. Nupur has always had interest in dance, and she had been taking dance classes outside college. It was not that she planned to become a dancer, but she feels so relaxed when she dances. She feels like herself. And she was fascinated in learning different types of dancing styles. Even after college was done three years back, she took classes in Mumbai.
She felt awkward in a short and t-shirt which was mandatory in the class they were going to try out for, and looked Dia who seemed to having no problem with it.
After a couple of hours inside, Dia felt bored to death, sneaked out of the cold AC room, and started to text sitting by the door. Nupur got tired of doing the same steps the instructure was teaching for such a long time. It took her couple of seconds to learn it. She faced away from the room, and stared out the big glass. It looked so peaceful and quiet outside. She sighed and was about to turn back, but suddenly she saw a kid about five crying outside. He seemed lost. Nupur's heart felt unsecured as she saw two men on the street walk towards him, as they smoked. They surely didn't appeared as they were his guardian, and she wanted to make sure. Quicky, she went out the door, taking confused Dia with her. She went to the kid, knelt on her knees, and hugged him.
Nupur- Chintuuu! Tum kahan teh beta? Mama was getting so worried.
The two men stopped, stared at each other, decided not to go any further, and left. Nupur looked at the kid, he was in a skeptical stage.
Kid- Aap kaun ho?
Nupur- Uh???-
Nupur was clueless what t say, and then decided to query him back.
Nupur- Nope, phele aap batao aap kaun ho.
Kid- Phele meine poocha tha.
Nupur- Ok so, I'm Nupur Bhushan, and you?
Kid- Hi Nupur Bhushan, I am Ayan Sharma.
He said, feeling so proud.
Nupur- Acha Ayan Sharma jee, aap yahan akele kaise? Aapke mummy daddy kahan hai?
Ayan- Mein apni terrible si nanny ke saath park mein tha, kyun ke daddy apni boring meeting mein teh. Aur phir mein ek beautiful si butterfly catch kar raha tha, nanny was on phone. Pata nahin yahan kaise aaya.
Nupur- Aw, don't worry. Mein aapko ghar le ke chaloon gi. Theeke?
Ayan- First promise.
Nupur- Kya?
Ayan- Ke aap unko nahin kaho gi, ke meine unko terrible kaha. You know, woh kitni daurani looking hai aur itni moti bhi. Agar ek thappar marre gi, toh I'll fly like superman.
Nupur smiled looking at him. He was the cutest and most adorable kid she ever saw.
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