~Three Mistakes Of My Life~ Sajan FF update pg 9 - Page 4

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Chapter 1 : when I met her first…

Note: The whole story is in samrat's POV.

Class: 9^th standard

"samrat what are you doing ? comeon stop this habit of eating other's lunch box. What if anyone sees us? " rohan stated. Rohan was my best friend from childhood. We studied in the same class and in the same school the only difference was he was a topper and me,a mediocar but this never effected our friendship. We say a friend in need is a friend indeed that's what rohan was for me and I always respect and love him for all what he has done for me. "ohh rohan! Stop it . the assembly is taking place and the national anthem will begin in 5 minutes till then no one will come in our class . so stop worrying and lets find a good lunch box " rohan shook his head. He knew what ever tantics he will use but I will never ever fall in his trap not at all. Now that was the time when my gaze fell on a pink imported rucksack in the first row " that bag looks expensive. she must be getting good food come"

We rushed to the target's seat. I grabbed the Barbie bag, unzipped the first flap and found a red , shiny , rectangular tiffin. The cover had a spoon compartment "fancy box" I said impatiently clicking the box open.

I found some noodles and a chocolate cake in an indivisual box. "I only want this cake" I said grabbing the piece . " hey don't do that " I looked at rahul frowning "you want some? Ok fine I will give but only a small part " I said finding something through which I can cut the cake . " I don't want the cake but please stop eating her tiffin she will feel bad. If you want you can have mine , but she is a new girl don't do this with her on the very first day "

"comeon rohan , your mother sends the same alloo puri everyday . I got bored of eating that. Now I really like this cake and will never let it go " I said taking out my ruler to cut that cake . I looked at him , the same straight look that always scare me. " you really want to have it , ok fine but please take only half " I smirked "indeed I will be taking only half of it " I cut the piece in half and gobbeled it up when I heard the national anthem ending. We can clearly listen the footsteps coming towards the class , I immediately closed the box , put it back in the bag closed the flap and rushed to our seats bending our heads on the desk acting like sick people, the excuse we made for not attending the morning assembly. The whole class came , and seated on their respective seats , our class was 9^th A and Ms bakshi was our class teacher, our social studies teacher . A fat and middle aged teacher , whose behaviour was like a HITLER and looks ecactly like a goblin. She was taking the attendance when suddenly we all heard a loud shriek from the first row . The same seat from where I stole that half piece cake. "what happened gunjan ? " I looked at the girl , gunjan what a name is it? But the girl was cute definitely , hair tied in a plat wearing glasses? One thing I never understood why do all the girls have to wear glass , I never saw them seeing studying or talking sense but always talking about which girl have affair with which girl, or noticing one's dress , earings or whatever . "maam , someone put this ruler full of chocolates on my desk, and … and it spoiled my skirt " she cried loudely , now it was only chocolate not a mud , not a big deal . "ohh! Who brought a chocolate cake in tiffin today? " ohh now starts the investigation "maam me!" said so called new comer , somehow I could guess what is coming so I like an obedient student put my head on desk closing my eyes …. "maam someone ate my cake !! " gunjan cried more loudely , I looked at her with wide eyes , what I drama queen I ate only half of the cake what was the need to cry so loudly she can still have the remaining one, I will surely not mind. "who did this ? " Ms bakshi spoke in her usual baritone voice , mind it , it was more scary than a dacoit shouting out for money. "tell the truth , or else the rest of the procedure you all know " I was completely ignoring her when rahul whispered "are you thinking to accept " I looked at him "are you an idiot? Never and with Ms bakshi not at all, I don't want to die so early " when Ms bakshi announced "SS? " I looked at her shit man! She have my scale , where I coded my name's short form , but in our class there are only 2 SS , one shubham sharma , ans 2^nd me , samrat shergill . I looked at bakshi maam who was shouting at shubham "tell me the truth shubham ae you the one ? " " no , no maam I swear on my mom , I never did it kasam se. maam why would I eat someone else tiffin when my mom already sended me one ? " . now the teacher's attention came to me. Gosh! I hate that gaze its so scary " so samrat shergill is it you ? " I bowed my head " out RIGHT NOW " I made a d-u-h look and went outside the class my usual place . Being a naughty student , getting punishment was not so unusual thing for me . I was standing outside I noticed miss so tacky packy gunjan coming towards the class after cleaning her skirt . she looked at me " you are a bad boy ! " I smirked she didn't said anything new "thanks for the compliment " I looked at her as she went inside taking her seat.

I was sitting in class when miss tacky packy came to my seat and put her lunch box infront of me " you can have mine " she spoke sweetly though, and then I noticed her features , she was cute and looked extremely innocent with those specs . Height ermm maybe till my shoulders but she was thin very thin indeed . if she was not wearing that specs , then I can clearly say she would be looking extremely beautiful. "hey where are you lost ? " I smiled at her " if I ate your box then you will be short of food " she smiled back " I don't mind I am on dieting you see " I chuckeled girls and dieting , goes hand in hand . "thank you " , "and if you don't mind can I ask you something ? " I looked at her and then at her tiffin "ya for sure " " why you didn't brought your tiffin ? " I smirked " my mom is dead, and my dad is busy enough in expanding his business that he even forgotten that he has a child " she looked at me with sad eyes "and what about food? " "my servants don't come early in morning and I don't find canteen stuff fancy enough which I can eat everyday "

"wanna be my friend ? " gunjan asked me "ya sure " we shook hands with each other smilingly "best friends " she spoke smiling widely " best friends forever " " you can have my tiffin everyday but not whole , keep something for me too " I laughed loudly
" I will surely keep that in mind " n she sat besides me .

This was how the naughty boy samrat shergill met the good girl gunjan bhushan.

3 years later :

Class : 12^th standard.

"samrat you are the best " I smirked , obviously I am the best, the best basketball player in the whole springdales , even gunjan says that. "thanks rohan " I went to the coach as I remembered he wanted to talk something serious to me. "hey coach " he turned and smiled at me "hey sam , my boy the game was too good " "thanks coach, between rohan said you called?" I remember rohan saying that coach wanted to talk to me but what? Even I don't know "ohh ya ya " he kept his hands on my shoulder and started talking " see samrat you and even everyone knows that you are the star basketball player of springdale , and everyone has high expectations from you "

"thanks sir "

"not only thanks samrat , you need to prove that too "

"prove? I don't understand sir " I was confused indeed, sometimes evn coach say such things which takes time to enter my brain .

"see samrat , we have a big match lined up with the st. stevens , till now there team is said to be the best , but this time in this inter city competition we need to prove them that with samrat shergill in our team no one can beat us , you understand what I am saying ? "

"absolutely sir , I will never let your expectations down " sometimes I think why do people have soo many expectations? They really make me scare, its not that I don't have believe in myself but sometimes this much expectations make me nervous, whether I will be able to do it? What if I let them down ? what if I broke their heart? It's a common feeling isn't it ?

" so see you at the practises tomorrow .. " I nodded , and went towars the exit when I saw a face that always let my spirits up. She was smiling widely and waving at me. Aww sometimes these cute acts of hers make me forget all my tensions. I waved back and went to her when at an instinct she ran and hugged me tightly . now this act of hers make me more nervous, obviously a 12^th standard girl and boy hugging each other , make other suspicious of the relationship they share and it takes no times for girls to talk all over the classes about the couple. These talks obviously don't give me a damn but I don't want anyone to mistook mine and gunjan's relationship.

"chashmish what are you doing? " I moved around seeing if any one noticed us or not .

" samrat , I was hugging you. You don't know? " she looked at me encircling her hands with my arms and walking towards the gate.

"but chashmish , what if anyone sees us ?"

"samrat I don't care if anyone sees us or not , but I know you are my bestest friend and I can hug you or hold your hand whenever I want, even if someone sees us" I smiled at her antics, she was definitely very very cute.

"okay samrat I am waiting here , till then you go and get your bike , we will go to our secret place " she winked at e and I smiled slyly , hayyee how much I like that wink

"aye aye madam" I said and went to get my bike , excited for another trip with my bestest friend.

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As I reached the place where gunjan was standing , I saw her talking with rohan and laughing loudly . though rohan was my childhood friend I don't want gunjan to share that closeness except me.

I halted my bike and she sat behind me.

"okay rohan , time to go bye "

" this is not fair guys you always go without taking me, and samrat I was supposed to be your childhood friend , not gunjan .you never take me out with you? "

I smirked , what an idiot he is? You would like to take a boy who always talks about books , books and books!!! Marna hai kya ?

"now that's the reason rohan , you are samrat's childhood friend , but I am his closest friend , kuch toh difference hona chahiye . "

I laughed gunjan was indeed very good in giving answers.

"okay okay whatever you guys say , chalo then I need to go and finish some assignments of JEE "

"all the best , rohan" gunjan wished rohan and we went to our secret place . A place were their was no person , no noise no rush just gunjan , me and cool air warming our faces. I feel to peaceful whenever I come here.

We seated ourselves on the rocks behind each other looking at the sun setting.

"so Mr samrat say , what do you want to share? " I looked her , how does she always know that I wanted to share something?

"how did you always come to know when I need you ? " she smiled , gosh I was soo fond of that smile of hers.

"samrat we have been best friends from past three years I know when you need me and when not okay? So say "

Taking a deep sigh I started " chashmish , inter school basket ball competition starting next week "

" wow that's so cool . but wait? Whats the problem in that ? is uncle asking you to drop it?"

"no yar, why would papa even care? Its just that today coach said he has high expectations from me and that's what scaring me the most "

She looked at me with understanding eyes , she stood infront facing me " so that's the news ehh? The great samrat shergill is scaring away from expectations huh?"

I looked down , maybe she found the reason of me being upset to childish.

"hey what happened ? " she kept hand on my chin and made me look in her eyes " see samrat , I believe you , coach believe you , the whole springdales believe you right? So you need to take that fear out off your mind and just practise and concentrate on your game. Okay ? " I nodded , I know whatever in world happens it will be only and only gunjan who can make my fears away .

"and also I think , I need to accompany you to the practises for a week , it will be fun " she smiled widely , I love when gunjan give me soo much importance n her life.

"but chashmish what about your music practises ? you cant miss them no ? " she smiled and kept hand on my cheeks.

"nothing or no one is far important in my life except you samrat " I smiled and hugged her tightly . " you are the best chashmish " " I know " and we giggled.

Now you all must be guessing in the start I was so conscious about our hug , why not now? Because at that time we were in campus unlike now, I have no regrets in hugging. But I know if others in school saw us hugging they will surely make this and that talks. I don't care about me but I don't want gunjan's name to be in the bad talks in the school.

Okay now this was for today, many of you who actually read the book can find some similar instances from the novel , but that's because I want to put in some charm of the novel in it. And you all must be guessing why I am concentrating more on samrat and gunjan 's childhood that because its gives a highlight of the bond and deepness of their friendship which will be required in upcoming instances , I hope you all like it.

Love surabhi