Hi everyone, I'm back with a concept which I really hope you people like. It is inspired from true events, although I've taken the liberty to mould them the way I imagine them to be used in this story. I have the whole story mapped out in my head but I would like to know if I should continue from you people.
Here's the prologue.
Enjoy!
"Hahahaha I'm sure, by the end of our bachelors , you'll be committed to NK"
Arnav guffawed loudly, followed by a hi five with lavanya.
"Oh shut up, don't you have anything else to talk about, idiot? pehle semester se mera aur Nk ka scene on kara rahe ho, give up already!"
I replied with a smile stretched across my face.
"Oh you're blushing now, loser! Hahaha, perfect couple, khushi and Nk, Nk and khushi, I can bet, one more year and you'll be having a full fledged affair with Nk, boy!"
Yes, I was his boy too, you know, what with me being the coolest girl in our whole group, the boys considered me their boy only.
I laughed loudly at arnav's declaration and taking advantage of the situation, he snatched my notebook from under my hand on the table and started writing something on the cover, I ignored him and resumed my conversation about a cute senior with lavanya .
This was arnav's favourite time-pass, i.e. annoying me, but I knew better than to be annoyed, we were each others first friends in university, and had now known each other for over two years. He was annoying, yet so adorable, it was absolutely impossible to hold a grudge against him. Arnav actually enjoyed annoying anyone and everyone, the difference with me was, I never got offended (oh you have no idea how offended people could get at his teasing, arnav could hit those nerves, touch those boundaries to people's tolerance limits, only so well). Our equation (mine and arnav's) was weird, we weren't constantly talking to each other, nor did we hang out together all the time, but we had our own secrets, just between the two of us, our fair share of embarrassing stories, our own combined hatred towards some losers we didn't like. He'd been there for me when I needed someone to talk to without having the fear of being judged, and I'd been there for him when he'd almost had his ass kicked out of the institute and couldn't gather the courage to tell his parents about the Under Taking they'd have to sign. But the main reason we were such good friends was because we both shared the same ideologies, the same way of thinking, understood each others outlooks to life, understood each others limits and respected them, we both hated hypocrites and the day we realized that about each other we became best buddies, well sort of, in a twisted way sort of.
"Here you go boy!"
He exclaimed, dropping the notebook in my hands. Instantly, my jaw dropped down in shock, and then composing myself, I started beating that moron with the same notebook, while he continued to guffaw like the monkey he was.
Written on the cover of my notebook in big letters was,
"Khushi Nandkishore <3".
Little did this moron know, that he was my moron in my heart, he was my idiot for me, he was my annoyance machine, that I was in love with him, I was in love with my friend or rather best friend, sort of, kind of, in a twisted way sort of.
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A/N: Let me know if you like it, only then I will continue.
P.s: Please like if you like it! And comments would be the cherry on top 😃
This is solely my own work, please do not copy or share anywhere without my permission.
Love,
Edited by sonia_92 - 10 years ago
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