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Hello Guys...!
this is the first time m posting an OS here in the mjht forum.
I was thinking of the day that changed the life of us MJHTians in some way or d other 1st June.
When that horrible accident tookplace.
Well trying to be a lot positive i started imagining nupur's comeback..which will surely happen one day(m sure!!!) but how?
And so i came up with this OS on the current track
Its not tht good....Just an inspiration after reading 'The Mask' by Dean R.Koontz.
& m rlly sorry..i knw i hv 5 ff's pending...will try to update them soon...!pls bear wid me😊
~Happy Endings~
"Rashmi, are you ready?" Mrs Sinha asked after displaying her precious collections to the girl.
Rashmi smiled in response, It was too hard for her to give words to her emotions.
Anxious….Desperate?....Nervous!?
She didn't know what she felt, just that a little more delay and she may actually burst.
Mrs Sinha smiled back understand her "here have a seat"
Rashmi sat on the brown couch
"I need you to relax, lean back and stay calm"
Mrs Sinha was a specialist in hypnosis, she lived in a small section of Mumbai, 3 Years back she had found rashmi lying at a corner of the road through which she had been driving to the main city. The girl had many bruises all over her body, surprisingly among the major one's were minor scratches that came from an animal, guessing the girl had been attacked by a dog or even worst a bear considering that the jungle extended few feets away from the road, she had rushed the girl to the hospital. For 2 and a half years she had been in coma. All attempts to search for the girls family had turned out to be futile. Sadly after ganining consciousness the girl didn't remember her past. After giving a time of 6 months to heal, they sat here in her office trying to unveil the past of the mysterious girl she had named rashmi. After years Mrs Sinha was going to practice again, only for the girl she had come to love so much in the past few months…
x-x-x-x-x-x
After the freshers Pary, Gunjan decided to leave Mumbai as soon as possible, she felt betrayed, sad that mayank had hid the truth from her, to have offered her the job of a counselor in excel despite knowing that samrat was the trustee of Excel.
"Gunjan" samrat made his way towards her.
"Stop Right there" she said.
Samrat stopped and searched for words.
"Yeh sab kyun kiya samrat?" she asked.
"main sirf tumhe khush dekhna chahta hoon"
"meri khushi in sab main nahin hai, meri khushi tum mujhse bohut pehley hi cheen chuke ho, meri di…kya tum usse lota sakte ho?" gunjan asked "nahin" she spoke taking in his silence.
"aur main chashmish?" samrat asked his voice pleading, didn't she love him anymore? Didn't her happiness lie with him?
"Gunjan" she corrected him, His mind buzzed as she answered his question.
"Kya gunjan ne kabhi samrat se pyaar nahin kiya?" he asked hurt beyond measure. "kya gunjan ke liye samrat kuch bhi nahin hai?"
"kuch bhi nahin, koi hai…… to woh sirf uski di"
"uski di thi gunjan" another voice interrupted them.
"Mayank?" gunjan asked shocked.
Mayank stepped towards her.
"Nupur thi gunjan…ab woh nahin hai….woh hum sab ko hamesha ke liye chhod chuki hai" Mayank spoke and died a million deaths with his each word, but he knew deep down that it was important n the plain truth.
"Jaane se pehley usne tumhara haath samrat ko dia, tum donon ek doosre ka saath dekhna chaha, tumhari shaadi…kya tum uski aankhri ichha puri nahin karogey?"
Gunjan stood rooted to her spot and tears started flowing from samrat's eyes, as he recalled the blissful moment, his surprise engagement party, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, it was all because of him, he had snatched away nupur from mayank and gunjan. He was the cause of it.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Mrs Sinha took a seat after putting rashmi in a trance.
Rashmi's head was tilted to one side, her face soft and body limp as she breathed peacefully in a very deep sleep.
"You are in a very deep sleep" Mrs Sinha told her.
"Can you hear me?" she asked.
"Yes" the girl murmured.
"I will ask u a few questions now, you will remain deep in sleep until I ask u to wake up, do you Understand?"
"Okay" she answered.
"What's your name?"
"Rashmi"
"Your real name?"
"I..dont know" she anwered her eyebrows creased.
"You saw an old watch in my collections remember?"
"Yes"
"I have taken that watch from the shelve" Mrs Sinha lied.
"Now Something amazing happens, as I turn the hands of the clock backwards, time itself flows in reverse, Its like magic, do u understand?"
"Yes I do"
"Good! Now I am takin u back in time"
After a few minutes nupur broke the silence.
"Ahh I hate the the smell of medicines"
Mrs Sinha had reached the time where rashmi had gained consciousness.
After a minutes silence Mrs Sinha asked "where are you?"
No reply
Guessing her to be in coma, gradually Mrs Sinha took her back in time.
A few minutes of silence passed, The girl flinched visibly,her eyes flew open as she shrieked, Mrs Sinha stared aghast as the girl started shaking violently on the couch clutching at her sides, gasping for breath.
"Mayank" she sobbed retching.
"Relax" Mrs Sinha told her " Calm down"
Rashmi obeyed as she sat up straight her eyes wide open in fear.
"what is your name?" Mrs Sinha asked
"Nupur" The girl shivered.
"Full name?"
"Nupur Mayank Sharma" the girl broke down again crying loudly "where r u Mayank? I cant see him, where are they?"
"Relax Look around, what do u see?"
"Blood" she answered.
"Blood?"
"Everywhere, he's not here, where is he? I have to find him, Oh god, where are they?" she started crying again, pleading almost for someone to answer her question. Her breath hitched suddenly as she took sharp gulps of air "I cant breathe" she told her I cant breathe, m going to die!!" she fell off the couch and lay on the floor, breathing hard clutching her neck.
"You are fine, there's no blood"
Mrs Sinha tried to calm the girl, but she sobbed uncontrollably, this was new to her, usually her patient would listen to her at once.
She guessed the girl to have gone through a huge trauma, perhaps she was right now re-living the accident.
Mrs Sinha talked her out of it. Atlast nupur took her seat back, her eyes strained.
Considering to take her out of the incident, Mrs Sinha sat back in her chair
"Lets go back a bit further" Mrs Sinha told her. A moment's silence passed.
"Okay Nupur where are you?"
Surprisingly the girl smiled, the one that glowed her face.
"In Samrat's car"
Car? So she had been in a car accident?
"Where are you going?"
"To the airport" she replied her smile intact."me and mayank will be flying to US" she added.
"That's Good, Very good, do you work?"
"No I am a student"
"where?which college?"
"Excel" she answered.
The name immediately registered to Mrs Sinha, Excel was one of the best colleges in Mumbai.
She thought it over, whether to ask nupur more questions or not, she was eager to know about her past, but didn't want to put her in any risk either.
"Where do u live?"
"In the outhouse"
"Outhouse?" Mrs Sinha asked shocked.
"Samrat's outhouse"
"Samrat? What's his full name?"
"Samrat shergill"
"Okay nupur now I will take u back to the current time, to the present, I want u to remember everything, do you understand?"
"Yes"
Mrs Sinha tensed, what if her husband and others hadn't survived the accident?
"Now Relax and close your eyes" Nupur obeyed.
Within no time Mrs Sinha took nupur out of the trance.
Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead as she opened her eyes.
"Nupur?" Mrs Sinha called.
Realisation dawned on her as she jerked upright "Mayank!"
"Shshh Relax" Mrs Sinha soothed as Nupur's lips trembled.
Memories came hurling at her one after the other along with a million worries, had they survived the accident? Her head went dizzy at the thought as she clutched onto Mrs Sinha for support.
Mrs Sinha made nupur sit on the couch "Relax"
"I need to go, I need to find them" Nupur said trembling.
"Don't stress ur mind dear"
"I don't care!" Nupur almost yelled "I need to go!" she pleaded.
"Okay then, Lets Go" Mrs Sinha picked the car keys from her table.
Nupur stood upright "where?" she asked anxious.
"Excel, its not tht far from here" Mrs Sinha replied.
Together the two headed out.
x-x-x-x-x-x
Mayank's words echoed in Gunjan's ears as her mind buzzed with moments she had spent with her di.
"Nupur hoti to tumpe bohut gussa karti," mayank continued "is sab main samrat ki ghalti nahin thi, yeh to kismat ka khel tha gunjan, agar nupur ki jagah samrat ki jaan jaati to?"
Gunjan closed her eyes, and turned to face samrat.
"Maine kuch bohut bura kiya hoga jo bhagwan ne mujhse meri di cheen li, aur maine tumhe bhi kho diya " she sucked for air, as the lump formed in her throat, she shook her head "I don't deserve you samrat, main bohut buri hoon"
Gunjan crumpled and in reflex samrat moved forward to envelope her in his arms, Gunjan sobbed clutching onto his jacket.
Mayank smiled and turned to face the exit door of excel, the door opened and nupur entered, she smiled at him and showed him a thumbs up , with a blink of his eye she was gone.
'Nupur jaisa tum Gunjan ke liye chahti thi, aaj waisa hi hua, gunjan aur samrat ki life ek happy ending hi milegey' Mayank thought, tears blurred his vision, he looked up at the ceiling trying to keep them at bay. 'Hume bhi happy ending milegey, tumhare saath maine 7' he smiled and amended '14 phere liye hain, agle 6 janam ka waada"
A sudden warmth filled his heart at the thought of being with her, he closed his eyes and a lone tear escaped.
He felt a hand slip into his, slowly he opened his eyes to find gunjan smiling at him through her tears, comforting him as always, he felt another firm grip on his shoulder and he knew it was samrat, taking a deep breath he turned to meet his gaze. He knew in an instant that he was asking for his punishment, questioning him as to how could he lessen his pain.
He had no words no hatred, and no complaints right now, because somewhere, his heart and mind told him, that wat he had said to gunjan was true, he had lost his love and now he didn't want to lose his friend.
He hugged him hard and let the grief envelope him, not able to hold back anymore he let go of all the pain and hurt.
Tears rolled down samrat's eyes as mayank hugged him sobbing hard, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad?
His best friend was hugging him after years, was crying out his grief to him, and the reason for his his misery was he himself.
Ash and rohan were walking through the corridor but stopped as their eyes met the sight of their three idols.
Gunjan smiled patting mayank's back soothingly and wiped samrat's tears with her other hand, samrat held his arm wide open and enveloped gunjan into a hug too.
Rohan and Ash decided not to interrupt the magical moment, and went back to join the party.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Nupur reached the main gate of excel, but the watchman didn't let her enter.
"Bhaiya mujhey andar jaana hai" nupur requested.
"Dekhiye andar party chal rahi hai….bahar ke kisi bhi ajnabee ko hum andar nahin jaane de sakte" the watchman spoke sternly.
"dekho tum na apni bakwaad band karo" nupur hurled at him "main nupur mayank sharma hoon samjhe, ab mujhey jaane do"
The watchman's eyes popped out as his brain registered the name.
"Bhoot! Bhoot!!" he yelled and fainted in the ground.
"Paagal" Nupur frowned and ran inside with Mrs Sinha following behind her old bones not able to match nupur's pace.
Nupur didn't know what she expected, maybe she could meet an old professor or she could look up the old student's record to know about them. Gulping hard she opened the door.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
"Mayank?" he heard her say his name, he didn't move as he knew it was only his imagination. Samrat and Gunjan's grip slackened over him as both of them exclaimed "Nupur!!?" "Di!?"
Mayank's head snapped, surely samrat and gunjan had heard her too.
"Nupur?" there she stood at the gate tears of joy flowing down her cheeks as she ran towards him. Mayank stepped forward still in a daze not able to believe that it was true, that she was here.
"Mayank" she called again and hugged him tight enveloping her arms around him.
How? Why? When? There were so many questions burning inside him but he let his heart overtake his mind this once as he let himself be drowned in the feeling of pure bliss, to him nothing mattered now.
After what seemed like eternity they broke the hug and samrat and gunjan hugged her.
Mayank stood dazed "was he dreaming?"
"Nupur" Samrat began "tum..tum theek ho…tum" he smiled breathing heavily not able to grasp the truth, which seemed like a dream to him, gunjan sobbed on her di's arms, as she spoke a few muffled words which none of them could understand.
Nupur grinned through her tears, staring at thir faces, they had changed so much, especially samrat.
"Kahaani poori filmy hai by god!" she laughed, and so did other's the heavy weight lifting from their hearts.
Laughter rang through the corridors of excel, the same laughter of 4 friends who promised to be united forever in their bond of friendship, after 3 years the corridors of excel came alive with the feeling of Pure Joy.
Nothing could go wrong now….Mrs Sinha smiled at the four of them hugging each other……Words weren't needed.
The End
R & R
Luv
ZeeJay!
this is the first time m posting an OS here in the mjht forum.
I was thinking of the day that changed the life of us MJHTians in some way or d other 1st June.
When that horrible accident tookplace.
Well trying to be a lot positive i started imagining nupur's comeback..which will surely happen one day(m sure!!!) but how?
And so i came up with this OS on the current track
Its not tht good....Just an inspiration after reading 'The Mask' by Dean R.Koontz.
& m rlly sorry..i knw i hv 5 ff's pending...will try to update them soon...!pls bear wid me😊
"Rashmi, are you ready?" Mrs Sinha asked after displaying her precious collections to the girl.
Rashmi smiled in response, It was too hard for her to give words to her emotions.
Anxious….Desperate?....Nervous!?
She didn't know what she felt, just that a little more delay and she may actually burst.
Mrs Sinha smiled back understand her "here have a seat"
Rashmi sat on the brown couch
"I need you to relax, lean back and stay calm"
Mrs Sinha was a specialist in hypnosis, she lived in a small section of Mumbai, 3 Years back she had found rashmi lying at a corner of the road through which she had been driving to the main city. The girl had many bruises all over her body, surprisingly among the major one's were minor scratches that came from an animal, guessing the girl had been attacked by a dog or even worst a bear considering that the jungle extended few feets away from the road, she had rushed the girl to the hospital. For 2 and a half years she had been in coma. All attempts to search for the girls family had turned out to be futile. Sadly after ganining consciousness the girl didn't remember her past. After giving a time of 6 months to heal, they sat here in her office trying to unveil the past of the mysterious girl she had named rashmi. After years Mrs Sinha was going to practice again, only for the girl she had come to love so much in the past few months…
x-x-x-x-x-x
After the freshers Pary, Gunjan decided to leave Mumbai as soon as possible, she felt betrayed, sad that mayank had hid the truth from her, to have offered her the job of a counselor in excel despite knowing that samrat was the trustee of Excel.
"Gunjan" samrat made his way towards her.
"Stop Right there" she said.
Samrat stopped and searched for words.
"Yeh sab kyun kiya samrat?" she asked.
"main sirf tumhe khush dekhna chahta hoon"
"meri khushi in sab main nahin hai, meri khushi tum mujhse bohut pehley hi cheen chuke ho, meri di…kya tum usse lota sakte ho?" gunjan asked "nahin" she spoke taking in his silence.
"aur main chashmish?" samrat asked his voice pleading, didn't she love him anymore? Didn't her happiness lie with him?
"Gunjan" she corrected him, His mind buzzed as she answered his question.
"Kya gunjan ne kabhi samrat se pyaar nahin kiya?" he asked hurt beyond measure. "kya gunjan ke liye samrat kuch bhi nahin hai?"
"kuch bhi nahin, koi hai…… to woh sirf uski di"
"uski di thi gunjan" another voice interrupted them.
"Mayank?" gunjan asked shocked.
Mayank stepped towards her.
"Nupur thi gunjan…ab woh nahin hai….woh hum sab ko hamesha ke liye chhod chuki hai" Mayank spoke and died a million deaths with his each word, but he knew deep down that it was important n the plain truth.
"Jaane se pehley usne tumhara haath samrat ko dia, tum donon ek doosre ka saath dekhna chaha, tumhari shaadi…kya tum uski aankhri ichha puri nahin karogey?"
Gunjan stood rooted to her spot and tears started flowing from samrat's eyes, as he recalled the blissful moment, his surprise engagement party, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, it was all because of him, he had snatched away nupur from mayank and gunjan. He was the cause of it.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Mrs Sinha took a seat after putting rashmi in a trance.
Rashmi's head was tilted to one side, her face soft and body limp as she breathed peacefully in a very deep sleep.
"You are in a very deep sleep" Mrs Sinha told her.
"Can you hear me?" she asked.
"Yes" the girl murmured.
"I will ask u a few questions now, you will remain deep in sleep until I ask u to wake up, do you Understand?"
"Okay" she answered.
"What's your name?"
"Rashmi"
"Your real name?"
"I..dont know" she anwered her eyebrows creased.
"You saw an old watch in my collections remember?"
"Yes"
"I have taken that watch from the shelve" Mrs Sinha lied.
"Now Something amazing happens, as I turn the hands of the clock backwards, time itself flows in reverse, Its like magic, do u understand?"
"Yes I do"
"Good! Now I am takin u back in time"
After a few minutes nupur broke the silence.
"Ahh I hate the the smell of medicines"
Mrs Sinha had reached the time where rashmi had gained consciousness.
After a minutes silence Mrs Sinha asked "where are you?"
No reply
Guessing her to be in coma, gradually Mrs Sinha took her back in time.
A few minutes of silence passed, The girl flinched visibly,her eyes flew open as she shrieked, Mrs Sinha stared aghast as the girl started shaking violently on the couch clutching at her sides, gasping for breath.
"Mayank" she sobbed retching.
"Relax" Mrs Sinha told her " Calm down"
Rashmi obeyed as she sat up straight her eyes wide open in fear.
"what is your name?" Mrs Sinha asked
"Nupur" The girl shivered.
"Full name?"
"Nupur Mayank Sharma" the girl broke down again crying loudly "where r u Mayank? I cant see him, where are they?"
"Relax Look around, what do u see?"
"Blood" she answered.
"Blood?"
"Everywhere, he's not here, where is he? I have to find him, Oh god, where are they?" she started crying again, pleading almost for someone to answer her question. Her breath hitched suddenly as she took sharp gulps of air "I cant breathe" she told her I cant breathe, m going to die!!" she fell off the couch and lay on the floor, breathing hard clutching her neck.
"You are fine, there's no blood"
Mrs Sinha tried to calm the girl, but she sobbed uncontrollably, this was new to her, usually her patient would listen to her at once.
She guessed the girl to have gone through a huge trauma, perhaps she was right now re-living the accident.
Mrs Sinha talked her out of it. Atlast nupur took her seat back, her eyes strained.
Considering to take her out of the incident, Mrs Sinha sat back in her chair
"Lets go back a bit further" Mrs Sinha told her. A moment's silence passed.
"Okay Nupur where are you?"
Surprisingly the girl smiled, the one that glowed her face.
"In Samrat's car"
Car? So she had been in a car accident?
"Where are you going?"
"To the airport" she replied her smile intact."me and mayank will be flying to US" she added.
"That's Good, Very good, do you work?"
"No I am a student"
"where?which college?"
"Excel" she answered.
The name immediately registered to Mrs Sinha, Excel was one of the best colleges in Mumbai.
She thought it over, whether to ask nupur more questions or not, she was eager to know about her past, but didn't want to put her in any risk either.
"Where do u live?"
"In the outhouse"
"Outhouse?" Mrs Sinha asked shocked.
"Samrat's outhouse"
"Samrat? What's his full name?"
"Samrat shergill"
"Okay nupur now I will take u back to the current time, to the present, I want u to remember everything, do you understand?"
"Yes"
Mrs Sinha tensed, what if her husband and others hadn't survived the accident?
"Now Relax and close your eyes" Nupur obeyed.
Within no time Mrs Sinha took nupur out of the trance.
Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead as she opened her eyes.
"Nupur?" Mrs Sinha called.
Realisation dawned on her as she jerked upright "Mayank!"
"Shshh Relax" Mrs Sinha soothed as Nupur's lips trembled.
Memories came hurling at her one after the other along with a million worries, had they survived the accident? Her head went dizzy at the thought as she clutched onto Mrs Sinha for support.
Mrs Sinha made nupur sit on the couch "Relax"
"I need to go, I need to find them" Nupur said trembling.
"Don't stress ur mind dear"
"I don't care!" Nupur almost yelled "I need to go!" she pleaded.
"Okay then, Lets Go" Mrs Sinha picked the car keys from her table.
Nupur stood upright "where?" she asked anxious.
"Excel, its not tht far from here" Mrs Sinha replied.
Together the two headed out.
x-x-x-x-x-x
Mayank's words echoed in Gunjan's ears as her mind buzzed with moments she had spent with her di.
"Nupur hoti to tumpe bohut gussa karti," mayank continued "is sab main samrat ki ghalti nahin thi, yeh to kismat ka khel tha gunjan, agar nupur ki jagah samrat ki jaan jaati to?"
Gunjan closed her eyes, and turned to face samrat.
"Maine kuch bohut bura kiya hoga jo bhagwan ne mujhse meri di cheen li, aur maine tumhe bhi kho diya " she sucked for air, as the lump formed in her throat, she shook her head "I don't deserve you samrat, main bohut buri hoon"
Gunjan crumpled and in reflex samrat moved forward to envelope her in his arms, Gunjan sobbed clutching onto his jacket.
Mayank smiled and turned to face the exit door of excel, the door opened and nupur entered, she smiled at him and showed him a thumbs up , with a blink of his eye she was gone.
'Nupur jaisa tum Gunjan ke liye chahti thi, aaj waisa hi hua, gunjan aur samrat ki life ek happy ending hi milegey' Mayank thought, tears blurred his vision, he looked up at the ceiling trying to keep them at bay. 'Hume bhi happy ending milegey, tumhare saath maine 7' he smiled and amended '14 phere liye hain, agle 6 janam ka waada"
A sudden warmth filled his heart at the thought of being with her, he closed his eyes and a lone tear escaped.
He felt a hand slip into his, slowly he opened his eyes to find gunjan smiling at him through her tears, comforting him as always, he felt another firm grip on his shoulder and he knew it was samrat, taking a deep breath he turned to meet his gaze. He knew in an instant that he was asking for his punishment, questioning him as to how could he lessen his pain.
He had no words no hatred, and no complaints right now, because somewhere, his heart and mind told him, that wat he had said to gunjan was true, he had lost his love and now he didn't want to lose his friend.
He hugged him hard and let the grief envelope him, not able to hold back anymore he let go of all the pain and hurt.
Tears rolled down samrat's eyes as mayank hugged him sobbing hard, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad?
His best friend was hugging him after years, was crying out his grief to him, and the reason for his his misery was he himself.
Ash and rohan were walking through the corridor but stopped as their eyes met the sight of their three idols.
Gunjan smiled patting mayank's back soothingly and wiped samrat's tears with her other hand, samrat held his arm wide open and enveloped gunjan into a hug too.
Rohan and Ash decided not to interrupt the magical moment, and went back to join the party.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Nupur reached the main gate of excel, but the watchman didn't let her enter.
"Bhaiya mujhey andar jaana hai" nupur requested.
"Dekhiye andar party chal rahi hai….bahar ke kisi bhi ajnabee ko hum andar nahin jaane de sakte" the watchman spoke sternly.
"dekho tum na apni bakwaad band karo" nupur hurled at him "main nupur mayank sharma hoon samjhe, ab mujhey jaane do"
The watchman's eyes popped out as his brain registered the name.
"Bhoot! Bhoot!!" he yelled and fainted in the ground.
"Paagal" Nupur frowned and ran inside with Mrs Sinha following behind her old bones not able to match nupur's pace.
Nupur didn't know what she expected, maybe she could meet an old professor or she could look up the old student's record to know about them. Gulping hard she opened the door.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
"Mayank?" he heard her say his name, he didn't move as he knew it was only his imagination. Samrat and Gunjan's grip slackened over him as both of them exclaimed "Nupur!!?" "Di!?"
Mayank's head snapped, surely samrat and gunjan had heard her too.
"Nupur?" there she stood at the gate tears of joy flowing down her cheeks as she ran towards him. Mayank stepped forward still in a daze not able to believe that it was true, that she was here.
"Mayank" she called again and hugged him tight enveloping her arms around him.
How? Why? When? There were so many questions burning inside him but he let his heart overtake his mind this once as he let himself be drowned in the feeling of pure bliss, to him nothing mattered now.
After what seemed like eternity they broke the hug and samrat and gunjan hugged her.
Mayank stood dazed "was he dreaming?"
"Nupur" Samrat began "tum..tum theek ho…tum" he smiled breathing heavily not able to grasp the truth, which seemed like a dream to him, gunjan sobbed on her di's arms, as she spoke a few muffled words which none of them could understand.
Nupur grinned through her tears, staring at thir faces, they had changed so much, especially samrat.
"Kahaani poori filmy hai by god!" she laughed, and so did other's the heavy weight lifting from their hearts.
Laughter rang through the corridors of excel, the same laughter of 4 friends who promised to be united forever in their bond of friendship, after 3 years the corridors of excel came alive with the feeling of Pure Joy.
Nothing could go wrong now….Mrs Sinha smiled at the four of them hugging each other……Words weren't needed.
R & R
Luv
ZeeJay!
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