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Aashi

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Posted: 14 years ago

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Originally posted by: Prix3
that was freaking hilarious !
the line that made me crack up the most - the thing is, u can't dust paint off, you can only dust dust off shirts🤣🤣
haha pleasee update soon! i love it👍🏼

haha..yeah..i think i might post the next part tomorrow

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Riya Desai

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Posted: 14 years ago

#32

Originally posted by: KaJen_IK_DMG

haha..yeah..i think i might post the next part tomorrow

seriously ? yayy, i'll be waiting for it 😃

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..anisha..

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Posted: 14 years ago

#33

That was sooo FUNNY!!!

She put paint on herself and didn't realise. And Arnav, I'm pretty sure if that happened in the show, Khushi would have got sooo much lecture on how to walk, and look and what not. 🤣
Update soon =)

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Aashi

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Posted: 14 years ago

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Originally posted by: ..anisha..
That was sooo FUNNY!!!

She put paint on herself and didn't realise. And Arnav, I'm pretty sure if that happened in the show, Khushi would have got sooo much lecture on how to walk, and look and what not. 🤣
Update soon =)

hahaha🤣...wow!! u've sure got imagination😆

Edited by KaJen_IK_DMG - 14 years ago

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SillyPepper

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Posted: 14 years ago

#35

Hey awesome FF! Khushi's imaginations r hilarious! Plzz add me in ur PM list!

--Sharmi

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Naina :)

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Posted: 14 years ago

#36

Really nice second Part :) thanks for The pm i Add u As Buddy and pls Upload asap

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peppygeek

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Posted: 14 years ago

#37

OMG!! The second part totally cracked me up 😆

Now now now...where do I begin?

I'll start with the bus driver and his enemity with dad over a girl(the entire para till the bumping freaking crazy awesome!)👏

Dusting off the paint,colourful moustach..tch tch Khushi (I seriously don't have any words..simply genius)🤣

Congratulations on your awesome work and for updating so fast.!🤗

PLEASE PM me whenever you update the following chapters from now on.! Btw,did you get my buddy request?

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@SK1991

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Posted: 14 years ago

#38

sooo nice...like it...keep it up...👏

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Aashi

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Posted: 14 years ago

#39

THNX GUYS SOOO MUCH!!

umm actually..i might be a little late in posting the next part today!!

cuz i hav a party at my house...so gonna be busy

but i will for sure post tonight..if i dont then on monday, i'll give u 3 parts

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Aashi

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Posted: 14 years ago

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okay.. it turned out tht i actually hav a little time before going so i'm posting the nxt part😃..oh and read my message at the end of this update plz😊

^^banner credit^^ meee :P

PART 3:
Silence is Golden'

So you all remember how I told you the day could not get any worse. Ha! How wrong was I because it did! Needless to say, yet I am saying it anyways, I was late to class and couldn't hand in my painting sample. Well, I could have handed in that sample if I could have gotten Arnav's shirt, but I am sure he would not have cooperated with that. Can you imagine it, going up to him and asking him to take his shirt off so I could give it to my teacher. Yikes, just thinking about it makes me shudder. Anyways, the rest of the day was spent feeling like I had my very own black cloud raining over my head, making me feel miserable. And as if an imaginary cloud was not enough, when the day finally ended and it was time for me to go home, it actually started raining. This day was just getting better and better by the minute. And guess who had forgotten their umbrella, just guess'come on, you know her, she is one who dreads waking up in the morning, and when she finally wakes up, she has just enough time to get ready and zoom out of the house, obviously forgetting her umbrella at home, where it sits all nice and dry. Unlike me, who was now drenched from head to toe with the evening bus running late, super late. This convinced me that it was not just the morning bus driver who hated me but there was entire bus drivers' who hate Khushi club out there. Every night they would sit together and plan on how to make the morning bus early and evening bus late!

To stop my mind from running wild with new theories of why the bus drivers hated me so much, I took out my lunch, which I had ignored all day. Eating always got my mind off of things. Now this was no extravagant lunch, rather it could hardly qualify as lunch. It consisted of a very ripe banana, you know the kind that are no longer yellow from any angle, a gigantic apple, and this apple was the one that you don't want to leave in the bowl with the other apples, because one rotten apple can make others rotten as well, and a some-what decent looking orange. Decent compared to the banana and apple, not when it is compared to a normal healthy orange. Looking at my lunch reminded me why I had been ignoring it all day. And yes, this lunch wasn't packed this morning; it had been sitting in my bag for a couple days now. It's wasn't my fault though; I put the blame solely on the girl who refuses to wake up early enough in the morning to pack a decent lunch.

So there I was, completely soaked, with no sign of the bus, holding a rotten lunch, no one would even think of eating. And of course now that I thought of food, my stomach growled, and made the funniest sounds as hunger started to overcome me. I glanced at my watch and then slowly leaned forward to look down the road to see if I could see any sign of the bus. And before I knew it I was covered with mud that flew from the big puddle on the road straight onto me, as a car went by. Without any thought I launched my banana towards the car, and to my surprise, it landed right on target smearing all over the back window of the car. From where I watched, it looked like a giant squished bug. I smiled and jumped and in joy, I had put my banana to good use. Little did I know that my joy would be short-lived. The car stopped, making my smile diappear. Slowly it started in the reverse direction towards me, as it came close I recognized it at once.

I was having a bad day, no doubt there! And the last person I wanted to see right then was Arnav Singh Raizada, and guess who came out of the car? Nope, not Arnav Singh Raizada, but a man dressed in all white, he stepped out opened an umbrella and then proceeded to open the back door. What was he doing? Oh, he was the driver, opening the door for the real owner of the car. Dang it! I was hoping he would have been the one I had to deal with but as my luck would have it turned out to be the dreaded, you guessed it right,Arnav Singh Raizada. As he walked towards me, I noticed he was wearing, blue jeans, and the white shirt, which wasn't quiet white anymore, this made me want to laugh, but obviously I didn't, rather I couldn't, not with Arnav Singh Raizadawalking so forcefully towards me, so I bit my lower lip to stop myself instead. I could easily see why girls were crazy over him. But he had no effect on me, none what-so-ever. I was going to stand up to him; he could say whatever he wanted. I would stand my ground. He stood towering over me, and for the first time I got to hear his deep and husky voice.

"Oh, it's you."

What he recognized me! He remembered me! I was hoping the paint I had gotten on my face would have been enough to work as a disguise. This was not good. But, never mind I had to be strong and not let him bully me. I opened my mouth to speak, and nothing came out. Not a word, nothing. I struggled, but nothing.

"Only you could have done something so manner less."

What! Had he just called me manner less? I was manner less? I just couldn't believe it. How could I be manner less, when he is the one who goes around bumping into people destroying their painting samples. When he is the one who thinks he owns the road if he owns an expensive car. This was too much. I had to say something to show him his place. And once again, my voice box refused to work. My mouth was open but nothing would come out! I was devastated, my voice, that had been with me for so many years, my loyal companion, had decided to abandon me at such a crucial moment, at a time of such distress. I wanted to be left alone to grieve at the loss of my voice. Obviously I would not be left alone, with Arnav Singh Raizada right there!

"Useless, trying to get an apology from a person like you!" Saying this Arnav started to walk away.

It would have all been fine if he would have walked away and I would have said nothing. But things are never "fine" when it is me you are talking about. My voice box magically started to work again, my loyal companion had returned. I wanted to rejoice but what came out of my mouth next made me regret my rejoicing.

"You are the most arrogant, insolent, and ignorant man I have ever seen. You walk with your head up so high that you don't even see where you are walking and bump into people making them feel bad for ruining your shirt. When it should be you who should feel bad for destroying my ' I mean their painting sample. ' And if you ask me your boring white shirt looks a lot better with the colour on it! And you know something just because you travel in a car does not mean you own the road! Yah ' there are other people who use it. You should be saying sorry to me, for getting all that mud on me! And you know what else; people are only nice to you because you are rich. And all the girls at our college only see your good looks, but I know the real you! Who is not very nice." I stopped, realizing he had stopped walking away. Uh Oh! This was not good. He was supposed to walk away and leave. Not stop and return. He slowly turned around and started to walk back towards me. I felt panicked, why was he coming back? Why couldn't I have kept my big mouth shut! I swallowed hard as Arnav came closer and closer.

"Say that again."

"Huh? I ' Err' I '" I had lost all ability to think. I hoped for a miracle. My guardian angel to come down and save me. Heck, forget my guardian angel, I would even take the devil's little helper to get me out of this one. And then it happened. I was rescued and you will never guess who it was.

The back door of the Arnav's car opened again and out stepped a girl, not just any ordinary girl, this girl was beautiful. She was one of those girls that always look pretty no matter what. Like even now, when the rain poured down and the wind blew quiet heavily, she looked perfect, her hair was blowing along the wind, giving her the hair in the wind effect. This girl looked very familiar to me. I knew her from somewhere I just couldn't remember. Maybe I had seen her in a magazine; she could pass off as a model.

"Arnav, I am getting late."

"One sec Lavanya."

Lavanya! That was it. She was Lavanya, our college's shinning star. The girl all the teachers loved and had high hopes for her, apparently she was "going places". Some even said she was the brightest student in the college. After me of course. Okay okay, maybe not, after me! Before I could go any deeper into my thoughts, Arnav spoke again.

Pointing his finger in my face, he started, "you' you'. I will talk to you later!"

They left. Phew. He would talk to me later? Hah! For that he would have to find me, I would just never go to college again. Nope, never. I would just spend the rest of my life at home.

Okay, that wasn't possible. I had to go to college and leave the house. I had to think of some other way to avoid Arnav. Then the most brilliant plan dawned on me. I would just get my face changed, plastic surgery. Yes, it was brilliant and fool proof. I could go to college and never have to deal with Arnav again.

Okay, okay that was even more far-fetched. I was definitely watching too many K-shows. No more television for me.

Wait a minute, between all this thinking about avoiding Arnav. I had forgotten one major thing. What was Lavanya doing with Arnav? There had always been rumours around college about them dating and all, but no one, and I mean no one had ever confirmed this news. But Lavanya being in Arnav's car, could only mean one thing. Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I could hardly breathe I had just discovered the biggest scoop of the year, or even the century. Arnav and Lavanya were dating! I couldn't wait to get to college and tell Geets and Jits.