Yuvreen SS- Junooniyat Part 4 UPDATED - Page 2

They were the starting days of her new school. It had been a week since she had joined a new school and being an extrovert in nature, she could very well mingle with her classmates in a short span of time. There were the finals of an interschool football match. Everyone from her class were going to watch it and so also joined her friends. Whole school was cheering for the standard 11^th, school's football team captain, Yuvraj.

Half of the match was over and somehow Yuvraj was injured. Suvreen, for the first time saw him there and she even got interested in him. She had heard from her friends that he was the hero of the school. There wasn't any girl in his class who hadn't proposed him yet.

The whole crowd was shouting his name which made him return back to the ground determined. And in the next few minutes, one final kick by him made the school win. Suvreen did not know it until loud cheers were heard and she came back from her thoughts. From that day she started to look for him everywhere she could. She gathered so much about him in the next months. But her hopes came down when she knew about his big number of female admirers and she did not want to be just one of them. Finally she thought to let him know that she was existed.

From then onwards Suvreen started writing handwritten messages to her dream boy hoping that he will try to find out about her someday. Forgetting her chit-chat time with her friends she would use of those hours for writing about him in her diary or short messages for him which somehow reached him through her own ways!

Yuvraj, being the star of the school wasn't very surprised when he started to find small bits of neatly folded paper on his desk, in his bag, from the canteen boy and so many means. He knew it was again some girl or his friends playing a prank and so he did not pay much heed to them and laughed at all those wrongly spelt words in those bits of folded paper and used to throw them away. But those messages, poems kept coming from that unknown writer for longer than he had expected. And surprisingly, he started to wait for those bits of folded paper, got excited to read what's inside, laugh a little more at those words and most importantly, at the end those instead being thrown away in the dustbin made their place in the innermost pocket of his bag and maybe filled some micro-mini space of his heart too, with him being unknown about it!

Finally, research from his side also started to find out the writer of those wrongly spelt notes and short poems and after hardwork of two whole weeks, he found a clue to the mystery. His own benchmate, who was also his best-friend was the culprit. He used to act as a mediator between the sender and Yuvraj. Yuvraj after finding out about it, literally blackmailed him into revealing the name of his patner in the crime, or he would stop helping him in examinations. The poor boy had to give in as exams were his weak point and he knew he could never pass without his help. On asking why he had been doing that stalking and note-sending business, he said-

"Arre, pyar ke maamle mein kaun peeche jaata hai? Who meri madat kit hi uske friend ko propose karne ko, maine bhi socha main uski madat karke tumhara reaction bhi judge karlon." Samar, said grinning.

"Acha? Tumhe toh...chod... Ab sahi sahi bata...kaun hai who ladki? Nahi toh..."

"Chal...batata hun na yaar...kyun dara rahe ho exams ke naam leke...yaar, achi ladki hai...Suvreen naam hai...by the way...tumhe interest aagaya uspe? Baat agey badhaun?" Samr replied naughtily.

"Koi zaroorat nahi! Main khud hi mil lunga use aur samjha dunga...aur han tum zyada hoshiyaari mat karna...aur use bhi mat batana ki main use jaanta hun...par han mera koi interest wagera bhi nahi hai uspe...tu apna dimag pe zyada pressure daalke moral of the story mat nikalna." Yuvraj replied and went from there.

Samar laughed to himself and thought,

"Bhai...maamla kuch aur hi lagta hai...moral toh mera wala hi niklega shayad."

Yuvraj got information about her class and decided to talk to her and tell her she is not too young and should stop her craziness. He was just thinking about that, when he heard a sharp yelp from someone nearby. He looked towards the source and saw someone at the other end of the playground struggling to get up. He ran towards the gate and being the captain it was his responsibility too to help. Nearing, he saw that it was a girl. A junior girl. She was blowing at her wound on the knee from which blood was oozing out and traced her fair skin. Soft sobs had started to escape from her her mouth and Yuvraj rushed down to her side. After kneeling and examining her wound, being sure she could not walk he stood up and scooped her in his arms and started walking towards the dispensary.

Suvreen had not realized who he was until he scooped her in his arms while she tried to protest. She had then looked up to his face through her welled up eyes and realized it was him. Yuvraj, only. And he was carrying her. She was shocked feeling somewhat happy at the same time. The wound which hurt badly a few seconds before was forgotten and she got busy staring at him while paying no attention to his consoling words.

"Kuch nahi hoga...you will be fine. Rona band karo. Hum abhi dispensary pahonch ke medicine laga lenge"

Yuvraj whispered those words to console her but getting no reply from her, he looked at her and found her staring. The face he saw was so innocent that he took his own few seconds to notice her features. She had a big black eyes which were continually fluttering, a button nose which was all pink due to her crying, roy lips parted as if of wonder, her long hairs blocked a little of his view and he saw turned and saw he r small hands with long fingers clutching his shirt ever lightly. He kind of felt happy and found himself smiling till he reached the dispensary. He gently made her sit as the medical attendant asked about how she fell, cleaned the wound and bandaged it. All this while she was feeling overwhelmed as he was to one to help her till here. After all the work was over she thanked him.

"Thank you" She said softly, smiling and tried to get up.

"Arre, tum ruk jao kuch der ke liye. Main tumhare class teacher ko bata dunga. Which class?" Yuvraj said stopping her from jumping out from the bed.

"9^th B" She replied.

"Acha. Ok. Naam kya hai tumhara?"

"Suvreen"

And Yuvraj's head shot up hearing the name and eyes opened wide. After a few seconds he recomposed himself and nodded. He came out of the room, and thought,

"Yeh hai Suvreen? Itna bada pagal, par itna cute? Not fair!"

Yuvraj childishly nodded and then smiled to himself and went to inform her class teacher.

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