A Sajan OS - Page 3

Nice!!!! Liked your writing style ... especially the heart vs mind conflict ... that happens all the time with Gunjan! 😉 Waiting for part 2 😃

Originally posted by: sajan_roxx

Thanks for liking it! It was my first time writing and I'm glad that some people liked it. I always thought that Gunjan is enough of realizing her mistakes on her own without the help of a third person. So instead of someone giving her advice, I wrote a mind vs. heart conflict. I will definitely continue tomorrow.

Luv,
Tooba

really this is ur first take..coz doesent luks like it...u have done a gr8 job yaar...seriusly waiting for part 2😃

beautiful os dear!!!!!!!!

Originally posted by: DiyaS

Nice!!!! Liked your writing style ... especially the heart vs mind conflict ... that happens all the time with Gunjan! 😉 Waiting for part 2 😃

Diya!! Do you know how much it means to me that a great writer like you commented on my crappy writing?! You just made my day! Thank you so much!!! Well, my next part will be up in 10 minutes. Pls read and comment.

Luv,
Tooba

Originally posted by: lovedkruti

really this is ur first take..coz doesent luks like it...u have done a gr8 job yaar...seriusly waiting for part 2😃

Yea it is! Thank you soo much! I never expected these amazing comments when I wrote my first part! You guys have really made my heart swell with happiness.

Luv,
Tooba

Originally posted by: deepti_sajan

beautiful os dear!!!!!!!!

loved it!!!!!

do write more!!!!!!!

n welcome to the forum dear!!!!!!

Thank you Deepti! I don't know how to express the gratitude I feel towards all the appreciators of my writing! It makes me wanna sing! but i probably shouldn't, lol.

Luv,
Tooba

Hi its me back again to bore you all with the last part of this OS. I know its extremely long and I apologize for that. I hope you like it...

As Ash happily watched, Gunjan dashed over to her car. But, her luck refused to cooperate.

G: Iss tyre ko bhi abhi puncture hona tha? Aur maine notice kaise nahi kiya ke mera tyre puncture tha? Gunjan, tu bhi na! Abhi time ye sochna ka nahi hai ke yeh stupid tyre kaise puncture hua! Sochna to ye hai ke ab mein kya karoon! Yeh taxi drivers ko bhi aaj hi strike pe jana tha! Hey Bhaghwan, aaj jab mein sab theek karna chahti hoon to kuch mere saath kyun theek nahi horaha?

After a minute's thinking, she realized she had the rickshaw option still available.

G: Rickshaw! Yeh maine pehle kyun nahi socha? Gunjan, Samrat ke chakar mein tu pagal hogayee hai!

5 minutes later, Gunjan was seating herself in a rickshaw. Things started to look up for her.

G: Bhaiyya, Excel college please! Jaldi karo!

Full of anxiety, she stepped in Excel College. The rickshaw driver had gotten her there fast due to her constant orders about going faster. She raced through the corridors to the Principal's office. She looked through the narrow glass and saw the principal shuffling through some papers alone.

G: Ash ne to kaha tha ke Samrat Excel aaya hai Principal se milne lekin wo to yahan nahi hai. Principal se puchti hoon.

She knocked on the door and the sound reverberated through the silent corridors.

G: May I come in, Sir?

P: Miss Gunjan! What a pleasant surprise! Come in, come in...

G: Wo actually, Sir mujhe puchna tha ke Samrat yahan aaya tha kya? I mean, wo aap se basketball team...

P: Yes, yes! Samrat abhi abhi yahan aaya tha. I'm sad to hear ke wo basketball team discontinue karna chahta hai. With Samrat as the coach, humare championship jeetne ke chances bauhat zyada the.

Gunjan's went through another wave of guilt as she realized how hard Samrat had been working on the basketball team.

G: Sir, aap please uska discontinuation letter abhi accept nahi karein. At least, not now. Mujhe aik mauka dijiye usse baat karne ka.

P:Miss Gunjan, I know ke tum Excel ka bhala chahti ho lekin Samrat basketball coach hai aur wo team discontinue karna chahta hai to I have to accept his letter. Coach ke begair team kya karegi?

G: Sir mein Samrat se baat karoongi. Wo maan jayega. Agal kal subah tak Samrat aap ke paas apna decision wapas lene keliye nahi aaya to aap team discontinue karsakte hain, lekin please mujhe aik mauka dijiye.

P: Miss Gunjan Bhushan, aap humare college ki humesha se aik respectable aur reliable personality rahi hain isliye mein aapko yeh mauka deta hoon. Lekin sirf kal subah tak.

G: Thank you so much Sir! Thank you! Samrat kal subah zaroor ayega.

P: If that's the case, mujhe bauhat khushi hogi.

G: Main chalti hoon, thanks again Sir.

P: No problem, agar aap kamyab hui to behatri Excel ki hi hogi. Good Luck!

With a smile Gunjan left the Principal's office and made her way outside. On the way to the door, she came across the basketball court. Crumbled pieces of paper lay on the floor. She picked up one paper and flattened it.

G: Yeh to basketball ki team ka propaganda hai! Inne kisne crumble kiya?

The answer came to her as soon as she said the question out loud.

G: Samrat! Mere liye wo waaqi mein sab kuch give up kar raha hai.

Tears started forming in her eyes as she picked up the other balls of paper and flattened them. They were very creative and flashy asking the student body to come cheer for bb team for their game coming up. Gunjan picked all the papers up and left Excel after wiping her tears off. She found a rickshaw soon and told the driver the address to Samrat's house. On her way, she was busy talking on the phone to somone.

G: Ji. I know, lekin aapke paas stock bhi to hoga. Yes, main aapko 10% more pay karoongi lekin mujhe sab kuch adhe ghante mein chahiye. Maine abhi jo address likh waya tha wahan pauhcha dijiyega. Mera Citi Bank ka credit card ka number maine abhi abhi likhwaya hai ussi per sab kuch charge kerlijiyega. Thank you. Sure, aap apne delivery charges bhi laga lein but I need everything in 30 minutes. Okay. Thanks again. Bye.

She cut the phone and in 15 minutes she was standing in front of Samrat's house. She didn't go in. It seemed like the people from the company hadn't arrived yet. Okay, she had 15 more minutes to collect herself and prepare herself for probably the hardest conversation of her life. She didn't want to think about it too much. Actually, she didn't want to think about it all. She was going to do what her heart would tell her. Another 15 minutes passed as a truck came into view.

G: Chalo, yeh log to aaye.

Guy: Ma'am aap Gunjan Bhushan hain?

G: Yes, maine yeh order place kiya tha. In sab ko andar pauchana hai.

Guy: Okay Ma'am! Guys get to work!

Another 4 guys got off from the truck and started unloading while Gunjan knocked on Samrat's door. However, the door was open so she didn't knock. She made her way in followed by the guys. The things were put in the garage for the time being. The guys decided that they would shift them to the room after unloading the truck. Gunjan made her way up to Samrat's room, this time not followed by anyone. She found him sitting at his study table with books around him.

G: Itna parho ge to tumhare bina number ke chashme ko bauhat jald number mil jayega.

Samrat looked up surprised to find Gunjan there with a smile on her face and pain in her eyes.

S: Chashmish, tum yahan kaise?

G: Door se Samrat! Khirki se aik hi baar aayi thi lekin aik pure lifetime ke liiye who experience kaafi tha.

Samrat stood by his table confused at his Chashmish's behavior. Before he could comprehend much, his thoughts were interrupted by 5 guys entering his room, carrying boxes. These boxes were way bigger than the ones that Gunjan brought the last time filled with books.

G: Thank you! Aap log ja sakte hain.

S: Chashmish yahan shift ho rahi ho kya? Itne bare bare boxes?

G: Shhh! Mujhe apna kaap karne do!

She ripped the open one of the boxes and inside was a big, read beanbag. The other box turned out to be a dismantled basketball hoop, while the third one was another blue beanbag.

S: Ye sab kya hai?

G: Wohi samaan jo maine tumhare room se nikaala tha. Actually wohi to nahi hai, wo to maine donate kardiya tha. Lekin wohi cheezein hain, bus farq yeh hain ke yeh naayi hain.

S: Chashmish tum paagal hogayi ho!

G: Tumhare pyaar mein.

Her voiced wavered and her eyes blinked rapidly to stop the stream of tears. She had been using all her inner strength to be nonchalant. Now, she was finding it very difficult to carry the pretense any longer. Samrat's mouth dropped open.

S: Chashmish tum...

G: Kyun Samrat ajeeb lag raha hai na? Humesha yeh cheezein ye baatein tum karte ho aur aaj mein ye sab? Humesha galti meri hoti hai aur phir bhi tum maafi maangte ho. Aaj jo hua, tab bhi meri galti thi lekin tum maafi maanga chahte the lekin maine to tumhe wo bhi kehne nahi diya. Main bauhat buri hoon na? Mein apne decision, apna lifestyle tum pe thop ti gayi aur tum chup rahe..

S: Chashmish meri baat...

This time Samrat understood her and decided to let her talk and pour her heart out.

G: Please Samrat aaj mujhe bolne do. Teen saal, teen saal maine tumhe aisi galti ki saza di jo tumne kabhi ki hi nahi. Jab hum mile to maine tumhe hurt ke siwa kuch nahi kiya. Mera paas Jeeju the, lekin tum to akele the na? Main kaisi itni selfish hogai? Jab Di ke zinda hone ka pata chala to tumne mera har kadam per saath diya lekin. Di ke wapas aane ke baat tumne humari relationship ko phirse aik mauka dena chaha lekin maine tumhe phir hurt kiya! Aur aaj phir, aaj phir maine galti ki! Har baar galti meri hoti hai Samrat lekin mera yakeen karo iss baar maine jo kiya wo jaan bujh kar nahi kiya. Dhruv ki sachayi jaanne ke baad mujhe apni galti ka andaza hua. Mera guilt mujhe aik kaali ghata ki tarah overpower kardiya. Main tumhare liye kuch karna chahti thi, tumhari life mein khushiyan lautana chahti thi. Mujhe laga ke MBA tumhare liye best hai ye jaane begair ke tum kya chahte ho. Aaj subah jab mujhe sab pata laga to main tumhare jhoot se bauhat hurt hui. Lekin phir maine socha ke main tumhare dreams ko kabhi samajh hi nahi paayi. Tumhari best friend hone ka title to main kho chuki thi na Samrat uss din jis din tumhari aankhein mujh se kuch keh rahi thi aur main unhe parh nahi paayi.

Samra't heart pinched at hearing her last sentence. He knew she was going through enormous pain saying all this, but he also knew that she would be suffering even more if she kept it inside so he let her talk again.

G: Samrat mein janti hun ke maine bauhat galtiyan ki hain aur shayad tum mujhe kabhi maaf na kar pao. Lekin please apni basketball team discontinue mat karo. Tum yeh mere liye kar rahe ho Samrat aur tum apna dream mere liye choro, main na hi yeh sehan karsakti hoon aur nahi deserve. Actually Samrat mein tumhein deserve nahi karti... main kabhi tumhare layak thi hi nahi aur nahi hi ab...

S: Bas Chashmish!

The stream of tears she had been holding back broke through all the barriers and she fell on her knees crying.

S: Chashmish!

He raised her by her shoulders and wiped her tears.

S: Aaj ke liye bauhat bol liya tumne to ab meri suno. Teen saal mein jo kuch hua usse mein aik bure sapne ki tarha bhool gaya hoon. Jo tumne kiya who tumhari jaga bilkul justified tha. Humari dooriyan tumhari ya meri galti nahi balke kismat ka ek khel tha. Chashmish tumne mujhe dard zaroor diye honge lekin jitni khusiyan tum meri zindagi mein laayi ho uske saamne who kuch bhi nahi. Maine tumhara saath humesha se isliye diya hai aur isliye deta rahoonga kyunke main tumhare bina nahi jee sakta. Chashmish jo hua usse please bhul jao. Galtiyan sabse hoti hain. Shayad in teen saal ki dooriyon in humare beech ki telepathy ko cheen liya hai. Lekin koi baat nahi Chashmish. Jab hum saath hain to hum phirse sab pehle jaisa kardenge.

G: Samr...

S: Aur haan Chashmish agar tum chahti ho ke mein basketball team discontinue na karoon to aisa hi hoga. Aur waise bhi tum mere saath hogi to humari team aur bhi acha karegi. Bus aik problem hai ke maine Principal Saxena ko already inform kardiya hai mere decision ke bare mein.

G: Unse maine baat ki aur wo tumhare letter kal subah ke baad accept karenge. Maine unse kaha ke tum kal subah aoge.Aur haan, tumhare propaganda posters bauhat ache hain. Inhe aise waste nahi karo.

She handed him the papers she was holding. He had been getting so many shocks that he hadn't even noticed. Now he saw wrinkly papers he had crumbled in college and his heart gave a lurch realizing that she had gone to college looking for him.

S: Tum college gayi thi?

She nodded thourgh her tears.

G: Tumhe dhoondne. Principal ne batay ke tum ja chuke ho to yahan aayi.

S: Aur aate aate unse baat karke meri problem bhi solve kardi.

He smiled at her trying to cheer her up.

S: Aur ye sab?

He said gesturing to the big boxes lying by their feet.

G: Wo actually maine socha ke jab tum MBA give up karke basketball career choose kar rahe ho to tumhara kamra ko bhi Samrat style wapas lautane ka time agaya hai.

S: Chashmish you really are great!

He walked over to the window.

G: Aur Samrat?

S: Haan? He said turning around.

G: Jab tum apni Chash ke saath nahi the to wo tumhe bauhat Mish karti thi. Wo phirse tumhe apne se alag nahi kar payi gi. Keh rahi thi ke wo jaanti hai ke wo bauhat selfish hai. Bewaqoof bhi hai aur humesha galtiyan karti rehti hai lekin tumse bauhat pyaar karti hai. Usse tumhara saath chahiya. Humesha, humesha keliye. To kya bolon main usse? Kya tum usse aik aur mauka doge?

Samrat stood rooted to his spot dumbfounded. As soon as he realized that it was a reality and not a dream, he opened up his arms with his eyes moist. Gunjan ran up to him and hugged him with all her strength. Neither of them wanted the blissful moment to end, but they eventually broke apart and looked up at each other.

S: Thanks Chashmish meri life ki meaning lautane keliye.

She stared at him, smiling through her tears as he rested his head against hers.

S: Aur haan agli baar itne bare bare boxes leke augi to shaadi ke baad apna samaan lekar aana yahaan shift hone keliye.

She blushed and gave him a sweet peck on the cheek before wrapping her arms around him again. Samrat Shergill was never wrong. Tomorrow, would be a new beginning for their relationship.

Here ends my first OS. I hope you enjoyed it. I am really looking forward to comments. Please comment!

amazin yaar..lovd it..i wish cvs show sum sensible track..gr8 os yaar..

wow wow i totally loved da last part awesome lovee da way u concluded it wow gunji 1st talked to princie den ordered sammy;s bb things n den wen he said tum pagal ho n den she replies tumhara pyaar mein omggggggggggg dat was awesomeee n den lovee da sajan convo der emotional talk gunji realization part n her saying sorry n all loved it n den loveee der hug loved it to core kaash dis kind of thing happen in show also u wrote it beautifullly dear do write more haan

gud one!!!