FF~'CLosER Than EvEr'~(updt prt 13)sajan special - Page 12

Originally posted by: sweetvidisha

wow......nice.......mindblowing......though sumtime i get confused..is this story going in present with flashbacks???? i just wanted to make sure thats all...but nice story cant wait to read more

Originally posted by: cute mayur

your ff seriously rocks!!!!!!it was mind blowing gurllllll!!!!!!!!

i loved every part😃do update soon and plz plz do not cut down on mayur in the next part...thinking that there was no sajan this time.....plz write the same amount for mayur if u can😃

ps-- plz plz plz pm me wen u update next😊

PART 10

Mayank was very upset…with himself…how could I lose control over myself like this? I had promised myself that I will never fall for a girl until and unless I get to know her truly..why was I attracted to Nupur?i cannot do this..not to myself,neither to her…I can see it in her eyes that she is mesmerized by my presence…im not sure though..it might be just me…I cannot be in her presence anymore…it is not safe for me..i cannot be her dance partner…or her friend for that matter…and I need to tell her that…

On the other hand

Nupur had finally been able to calm Gunjan…she had danced for her,cooked for her,mimicked and did all sorts of things to cheer her up..she felt really guilty. she realized that she was spending a lot of time with Mayank and was ignoring her little angel,her sister…she confessed that she was a different person in mayanks presence,and she was lost in her own world…mere sapno ki duniya,she said..Mayank se maafi maang kar,uss door rehne ko kehna hoga…ya khud he usse door jaana hoga…mujhe pta nahin kya ho raha hai..par yeh jo bhi hai,galat hai…mere kuch zimmedariyan hai,aur main unse peeche nahin hat sakti…she came out of her thoughts..

NUPUR-Gunjan,Samrat itna bura bhi nahin hai na..

GUNJAN-haan di…

NUPUR-toh usse yeh baat kab btayegi?

GUNJAN-matlab?

NUPUR-arrey..Samrat toh pehle din se humse baat kar raha hai,par hum hain ki…kyun na kal jaakar usse ek acchi si treat de?

GUNJAN-theek hai di…aur usse saath he saath ek accha sa thanku bhi bol denge

NUPUR-pyaar se gale lagane ka iraada hai kya nupur teased

GUNJAN-haan di

Gunjan was too shocked at her own words…hug?gale lagana?yeh maine kya keh diya?

NUPUR-Gunjan!

GUNJAN-nahin di..mera matlab hai tum kaisi baatein kar rahi ho…samrat aur main dost hain,hum abhi abhi dost bane hai..

NUPUR-haan haan meri mother India,main sab samajhti hu..

GUNJAN-accha di,dance practices kaisi chal rahi hai?

Nupur was about to tell gunjan everything,but the phone rang.again.as usual.

GUNJAN-ek minute di

Before even picking up the receiver,she knew who was on the phone..she was expecting his phone eagerly…there was a crumpled feeling in her stomach..

GUNJAN-hello Samrat

SAMRAT-wow chashmish…lagta hai mere he phone ka intezaar tha

GUNJAN-haan

SAMRAT-kya

GUNJAN-nahi mera matlab hai ki

SAMRAT-arrey chashmish,sharmayo to mat

She blushed evev more,n started palying with her dupatta

SAMRAT-Dupatte ke saath khelogi toh dupatta kharaab ho jayega

Shocked,she dropped her dupatta and adjusted her glasses

SAMRAT-yeh chashma bhi na

She turned around to see if he was there…she couldn't see anybody..but then how did he know..

SAMRAT-sahi socha chashmish..main fortune teller nahin hu..but haan is wakt tumhein dekh sakta hu

GUNJAN-kaise?aap mera matlab hai tum ho kahaan?

SAMRAT-hayye…kaash tumhare dil mein hota,filhaal tumhare ghar ke neeche hu..

Gunjan dropped the receiver,and ran to the window to see if he was actually there..and yes he was,leaning against his sexy bike,looking more gorgeous than ever..she saw him there,and he waved at her….he signaled her to come out..she ran downstairs..

GUNJAN-samrat..tum yahan kaise!aur kyu?

SAMRAT-chashmish..tumhein kidnap karne nahin aya…waise idea bura nahin hai..kaho toh ghar le chalu

GUNJAN-mazaak chhodo samrat

SAMRAT-toh tumhein pakad lu?

She was stunned at those words..she just realized he was crossing his limits at flirting

GUNJAN-main jaa rahi hu samrat,bye

And she turned around..but he held her hand,instinctively…she held her breath…this was so magical for her..there were butterflies in her stomach,and her heart was beating like a drum…

On the other hand,samrat was gazed too...how,for the first time he had actually meant to stop a girl..rather than just hold her hand as a gesture of his so very famous flirting…her hand was very warm,he felt an urge to hold it forever….but gunjan snatched her hand from his,and both came back into reality

SAMRAT-sorry chashmish..mazaak kar raha tha..main yahaan apni jacket lene aya tha…who meri favourite jacket hai,aur mujhe kal pehenni hai..toh kya tum please meri jacket le ayogi..

GUNJAN-jacket?oh…she was disappointed….she did not knw why…haan,abhi laati hu

SAMRAT-jaldi aana..main intezaar kar rah hu

He smirked at her,and she ran inside to get his jacket

Samrat had obviously not come to get his jacket..he was very worried about her,and had to assure himself that she was fine..jacket toh bus ek bahaana tha,usse thodi na kahunga dat mujhe uski fikar ho rahi thi..aur agar ho bhi rahi thi,toh kya hua..ismein galat he kya hai..main ek accha ladka hu,ladkiyon ka khayaal toh rakhna he chahiye..par yeh ladki kam,doll zyaada hai…shutup dude!

Gunjan came back carrying his jacket..

GUNJAN-yeh lo samrat,and meri help karne ke liye,fires thanku

SAMRAT-ure welcome chashmish,and please,dosti mein no sorry and no thankyou

GUNJAN-she smiled at him,and handed over the jacket

SAMRAT-thanku chashmish

GUNJAN-samrat..no sorry and no thanku..itni jaldi bhool gaye

SAMRAT-oh,sorry chashmish.

GUNJAN-Samrat!

Both of them started laughing,and samrat gave gunjan a high five..it was unexpected for gunjan,but she reciprocated with ease…like they were good friends since a very long time…

SAMRAT-main chalta hu chashmish..bohot der ho gayi…

GUNJAN-gudnyt samrat..bye…

He turned around,and was about to go when she realized that a simple thanku was not more tha enough..he had saved her from a goon,anything could've happened to her,and a simple thanku samrat was not enough

GUNJAN-samrat..ruko

SAMRAT-wah chashmish..i expected ten seconds,yahaan toh 5 mein he kaam ho gaya-haan chashmish

GUNJAN-wo…main….meri itni madad karne ke liye main tumhein dhang se thanks kehna chahti hu..i mean mere saath aak kuch bhi ho sakta tha.aur tumne ek dost hone ka pura farz nibhaya..ab meri baari hai

Btao,main tumhare liye kya kar sakti hu

SAMRAT-chashmish..tum kitni sweet ho..maine tumhein kaha na,its okay..

GUNJAN-nahin samrat..please..

SAMRAT-agar tum itna force kar rahi ho toh fir ek date ho jaye?

GUNJAN-Date!

SAMRAT-arrey chashmish…who waali date naihn..woh waali date

GUNJAN-matlab?

SAMRAT-friends waali date chashmish…kyun naa hum dono kahin bahar chale is weekend par..ek dusre ko acche se jaan le..afterall,humne dosti jo kari hai..aur tum treat bhi de dena…he chuckled,he knew he was trapping her,she would never say yes..she was very reserved and shy,and it was evident she had never been out with a guy before..but how he wished she said yes…he really wanted to get to know her..

GUNJAN-theek hai samrat…par kahaan

SAMRAT-hayye…ab who toh tum mujh pe chhod do…dekh lena chashmish..pehli date kabhi aakhri nahin hoti..

She blushed at that…n then she heard nupur calling…

GUNJAN-mujhe jaana hai samrat…di bula rahi hai

SAMRAT-jaana hai nahin chashmish..ja ke aana hai..date par..kal…shyam 6 baje..mere ghar..

GUNJAN-ghar??

SAMRAT-haan..ab tum meri new friend ho..atleast mera ghar toh dekhogi na..

Nupur-gunjan..jaldi aa na…

GUNJAN-bye samrat

She went in….he kept staring at her for a long time..and when she completely disappeared,he went back home……

MEANWHILE

Nupur had called mayank in gunjans absence…she wanted to apologise for cutting off the rehearsals abruptly,and fix a new date for the practices..

NUPUR-hi mayank

MAYANK-hi nupur(in a very dull tone)

NUPUR-mere jaane pe itna dukhi?teasingly

MAYANK-haan..mera matlab hai nahin..

NUPUR-arrey yeh sab chhodo..mujhe tumhein sorry kehna tha..woh main aise he tumse bina kuch kahe aa gayi..gunjan ko meri zarurat thi…im sorry

MAYANK-koi baat nahin nupur…sorry toh ab main bhi kehna chahta hoo..kyunki ab main tumhare saath dance nahin kar paunga

NUPUR-par kyun?mayank tumne waada kiya tha..aur main kitni excited thi..aur meri tayaari,meri dress aur who

MAYANK-main samajhta hu nupur..but im reaaly sorry..maine tumhein pehle he kaha tha..dance wance mere matlab ka nhain hai..aur mujhse nahin hota..please nupur..meri padhai mein bhi interference ho rahi hai..aur..

NUPUR-aur….

MAYANK-im really sorry for this nupur..but it's the best for us..because u don't know me and my limits..-aur main tumhare saath dance nahin karna chahta.mujhe tum bohot alag lagti ho.mujhse bohot alag.hum dono mein koi baat match nahin karti.aur main isiliye shayad comforatably dance nahin kar paunga..i hope tum samajhogi…goodnight nupur..

She was lost for words…he doesnot like me..he hates me..not comfortable?then the rain..n the sensation and and….

She kept the phone down…n went back to her room…she called gunjan,n gunjan was busy too…so she hugged her pillow..and wept..it was the first time that she was feeling so neglected and rejected…what had she done?she was different and not a bookworm?and that she was always cheerful and happy?that she was head over heels for mayank,whom she hardly knew?

She dismissed the last thought...and cried again…

SUNDAY

Gunjan walked over that small bridge…its was early in the morning…maybe 6 am..she wasn't carrying a watch..the bridge was buit across a small stream…that made wonderful little sounds…pleasant breeze cooled the environment…there was dew on the trees…the moment she was on land again,she saw a small white table with red rose petals spread on it…two chairs,a violin kept on the ground….and a handsome man waiting for her to be seated…