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This OS has to be my favs and i would like to share with all of you guys!. This is abt friendship and love and all that between!. This OS was particularly liked very much in my OS gallery so i would like for all you ppl to read it!😳

The Three Musketeers

We had been friends-- no wait best friends, from grade 3 in North Hamiltion Elementary School.I remember the first day we met, i was afraid of catching cuties so i threw paint on them, yes i'm talking about me (nupur), mayank, and samrat. We the three musketeers as we were named by our teacher -- Mrs, Helen!. She had given me a long lecture on respect, after i had thrown the paint, asking me to apologize to the guys, but me being Nupur, my ego stood between, but having no choice at that age, I agreed. That day was the union of three friends and a friendship that would last a life time ---, or atleast i had thought so.


As we got older and reached middle school our friendship strength, we became more and more involved in each others lives, that is not to say that we did not have other friends we did, but for me, samrat and mayank stood before anyone.If i got hurt mayank and samrat would chide me with long lectures that i would be half asleep in, and if they did not do there homework, they would in for a "NUPUR BUSHAN NAUTANKI", or that is what samrat liked to call it. I guess we had formed such a strong bond that these little things never mattered.Our whole school was amazed by our friendship and i don't know somewhere i guess we felt proud too!.Though we were quite a handful too, when we combined our minds, our pranks begin from a slip on the banana peel to drawing a funny picture of our teacher, " Mr, Smith", the most hated teacher in our school, and in our story he played the role of a villain, because he would never let us sit together.Though there were other teachers we loved like, " Ms, Suhana", or mayank would say, " Ms, cutie", i didn't know why but his nick name for the teacher bugged me, not to say that the teacher was not nice to me - she was oh? she was hell of a nice teacher, but her favoritism towards mayank would bug, and samrat always chided me for feeling like that!.

Then came high school, which seemed like a big challenge for us, because we had different interest, different priorities, and different friends. It was not simple like middle school, oh no it was way more complicated, the classes,the teachers, the friends, and mostly the time, we would get less and less time to spend with each other.We missed each other alott, or atleast i did, because i would always wait for either to come oline or wait by my locker, but as always my eyes would be sad after seeing neither of them.Then came the dreadful day, " mayank sharma got a girlfriend", it was like he was a totally new person, with new image, while samrat stayed truthful to himself, mayank seemed to be a new person, a person i did not know at all. As mayank spended most time with his girlfriend, " Lina Chatterji", i had samrat,who would always be my side when ever i needed him, though he noticed the change in mayank he would never say anything about it.I would always see him smiling and laughing with her, i didn't know why but i felt jealousy, like, it was only my right to be the one to hold his hand. I guess i had always dreamed, that mayank would one day realize my feelings, but he never did!.

Though samrat saw the change in me, my constant nagging about mayank and lina, he could see i was jealous,and he felt bad.Then one day everything changed, when i saw him so close lina, i was so close to crying and shouting at him, but saving myself from the humiliation, i ran away but mayank caught me and running behind me, he saw me run into samrats arm, - and did i feel safe there!.Mayank watched but he did not dare anything, he left with out a word, and then we were back to out rountines the old one, where mayank would be with lina and i would be with samrat.

" tu smahjta kya hai apne aap ko", said mayank angrily as he grabbed samrats collar, i watched in fear, as to what they had become, from the best friends who needed to talk to each other before going to sleep, to enemies who hated the sight of each other. I asked samrat to stay calm and not to loose his temper, " sammy chill kar, and mayan....", and before i could finish my sentence, " SLAP", went on my face, and the world froze, as i looked over i saw the same " lina chatterji", i hated the most in this world!. While samrat was enraged by her act, mayank seemed confused, but soon his confusion was turned into hatered for me and samrat!. That was the day we the " THREE MUSKETEERS", broke apart officially, and i guess somewhere i blamed myself for it, but samrat was always there rigth by my side, with a cheerful smile never letting me be sad.

We reached grade 12, by that time we hated the sight of each other. Atleast samrat and mayank did, I always wondered why did we seperate?, just because of a girl?, was our friendship so delicate that it broke in one hit!.Well atleast mayank had gotten rid of that awful girl- lina, which made me alittle happy, but that didn't mean i forgave him for everything he did to me and samrat -- oh i did not even abit. i hated the sight of him, but i guess that unknown feeling about him in my heart never left me alone. Though one thing that did change was mine and samrat friendship, it got stronger, and stronger!. I wish mayank was somehow a part of this friendship to, but he wasn't and he will never be able to either.Though samrat had changed alot, but never like mayank, he changed himself for the betterment not for the worse. While i was another story, my feelings for mayank would never leave me alone, i guess the little place he had formed in my heart, just kept on getting bigger. I know it was wrong but i couldn't help, i guess you have heard the saying " we always ignore the ones who adore us, and adore the ones who ignore us". I was exactly like that, my feelings for mayank kept on getting stronger and stronger, but i couldn't do anything about them either.

While on the other side, samrat started to act weird around me, which confused me alott. I guess i never expected that kind of behaviour from him, being my friend. He would always ignore me or avoid talking to me. First i was heart broken on loosing one friend , here i was devasted by samrats behaviour toward me. Though i tried talking to him many times, he would always make up and an excuse and leave. That was when i totally had lost my self in the fear and scaredness of this cruel world. I started to mix up with the wrong crowd , after not being to accept the truth, that i had really lost my two best friends, whom my life was incomplete without. Even i didn't know, when i started to come home late, then came the drinking and alott of it too. I didn't want to do , but i did for the hatred that formed inside, i wanted to wash is away with the poison, but it just would not leave.My social status went down the drown with my school status, i started to fail subjects, avoided my parents teachers, or anyone, that i thought would invade my privacy.My life messed up big time, my parents worried about me, but i would always calm them down and then go back to my usual drinking and coming home late behaviour.

Then came the hardest part,facing them both, when they had found out about me. I was to ashamed to look them in the eyes, knowing i did not deserve any respect. While samrat was in tears seeing me, mayank still seemed very distant and it felt as if he was only there as a neccesity. I grew better with the help of samrat, while mayank stayed away from me, i still remeber his words when he came to see me, " nupur please grow up, we are not kids anymore", that stung alott, right into the heart. I realised something else that day, i grown to love mayank, i guess that friendship unknowinly turned into love secretly in my heart, and when he said those words, it broke my heart into a thousand pieces.

I became way better with the help of samrat, but something confused me, why was he here still. I mean didn't he hate me. Samrat stayed with me 24/7 to keep me away from troblue, and i was amazed he did that. Though what he was unknown, to was my heartbreak, it pained me alott, mayank words, atittude, leaving, everything it hurt alot to the point where i couldn't take it anymore.

Then when one day, samrat left for some important business, i took the knife and cut my wrists, because i just couldn't take it anymore, it was too much. The best thing to do was to release myslef from the pain, and it felt good when the knife slashed through my skin, letting my uknown tears flow away from my eyes.

I opened my eyes to see samrat in the room, the room looked very unknow, never in my life had i being in such a room, it felt so dead and sad here. Then i looked at samrat, he forwarded the stool and sat down, but my eyes looked for him but he never came. Samrat held my hand, " kitna time hai mere paas?", i questioned him, but his tears just wouldn't stop to answer my questions. Then what he said shocked my wits out, " i love .....you", my whole world seem to be frozen and my breathing inflated making it harder for me to breath.Samrat kept on holding my hand, as if he did not want to let me go, all the memories flashed in my head,

" three musketeers"..sighed ms helen

" hum kahbi juda nahi honge"..said a smiling mayank

" me, nupur and mayank", finally said samrat

I looked at samrat, and trying very hard to speak i said, " three musketeers always", and then slowly slowly my eyes shut and i had officially left the painfull world, which was given to me by mistake. Samrat cried as he saw my eyes close, the tear just kept on floating out, and his grip on my hand tightened, but i knew this time, this time it wasn't about the three musketeers, it was only about, me, mayank and samrat..

Please read this note

OKay guys, before you comment, please read this.This story is very much true, please do not say something that will hurt my feelings. It took alot of courage to actually write this on paper, i kept this hidden inside me forever, but it feels good to actualli let it go and share the pain with someone.

i hope you like it!
-Sanam-

Hey guys here goes my one shot…….

One day samrat convinces gunjan to go out shopping with him after college.

After college:

S-hey chashmish?

g-samrat kahan the tum?

s-who sab chodho. Shopping chalein?

Samrat thought shopping toh ek bahana hai……mujhe toh tumhare saath waqt bitana hai!....

They sat on the bike and samrat meaningly started it in such a way that gunjan landed on him…he stared at her with love and she blushed….

s-chashmish theek se pakdo.(he said placing her hands around his waist).

He was happy that she didn't resist and obeyed his command…..he started in speed that she closed her eyes and held him tightly.he enjoyed every bit of it.watching all her expressions in the mirror!

They reach the mall.

That's my first part…….i am dedicating this to sindhya(cool.sindhya)….for gifting me such a beautiful one-shot for my upcoming b'day……

I will post the nxt part in about half an hour!....till then please do press the like button.

gr8888...attempt...👏
really awesome...
loved it....specially...sajan closeness...during d ride...gunji holding sammy tightly....awwwwwww........😳
do continue....d ff...😉

it ws awesomeeeeeee...
fabulous..
luved it to d core..
continue soon..
n thnxx for d pm..

love
jyotika

awsomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

PART 2:

They reached the mall.

s-chalein?

g-chalo.

Samrat took gunjan to the clothes section….and forced to try some outfits.he had chosen for her himself!...suprisingly he would get mesmerized everytime she came out wearing the dresses!........and bopught all of them.he was happy to see the smile on gunjan's face after so much of mayor drama and they were all at peace as bui went back to morena and mayor were now engaged.then they went to the book-store.

He stared at her as she was so interested in them …..he knew he could help her in selecting everything but not books!.........

Gunjan noticed him staring continuously staring at her.

g-kya hua?

s-kuch nahi….bas jab tum smile karti ho toh bahut cute lagti ho…

gunjan blushed and they purchased some books and left the store….

As they moved around the mall sam spotted an ice-cream stall….

That's the second part ………third part might be up in another 30 mins!

d second part ws awesomeee..
luved it..
continue soon..
n thnxx for d pm..

love
jyotika

second part too was awesome...
loved it...
continue soon...be waiting...