It all started when he finally came back from college, to find his mom and dad all packed, and ready to leave, with two other people who looked strangely familiar to him.
He gave each of them questioning looks, to which he finally got an answer when his dad mentioned a bit about how his sister was hospitalised and how they had to leave and go meet them.
He looked at them shocked for a few seconds, today the winds are blowing backward, how could they let him stay alone in the house for more than a few days, he thought.
But when he enquired further he got to know that they might not be here for quiet some time, and to his surprise they were leaving behind, the other two peoples daughter, who amusingly was a freshman in his college.
Probably just one of the girls who keep gawking at me, he surfaced, 'and anyways it should be fun, a freshman, and staying with the hottest dude in college, mayank Sharma. She would probably just end up in my arms the moment she sees me.'
But he was very wrong.
The girl who rushed through the doors was nothing close to the girls who ravished him, from his hair, to his toes. She wore a clean light green shirt, with a purple cashmere over it, and a faded blue jeans, spectacles was a completely different thing, he thought.
She slowly approached the centre of the room waiting to be pointed as to where to go next. but mayank just stood there, taking his own time, observing her top to bottom, not bad, not bad at all, thought, before walking up to her with a smirk on his face.
'hey, mayank', he put his hand forth.
'hh..hii.. main.. main nupur', she said after comprehending her thoughts for a long time.
'interesting. Uh gimme your bags ill guide you to your room!', he foathamed as he grabbed her book, leaving her no options but to follow him.
In a spacious well designed room beside his, he put her bags on the bed, and put his arm around her shoulder, as he asked her how she liked the room, unaware of how much his closeness effected her.
Nupur had had a crush on mayank since the day she had first stepped into this college, he was smart, sweet, chivalrous, yet naughty.
Everything about him made her go frenzy with passion, just thinking of him, she would end up wild and frenzy.
But he, he had never seen her his entire life, not once, not even when she helped him in the exams.
But today, when he was finally beside her, ready to get to know, she was scared, was she ready, was she brave enough to face him?
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Gunjan, excel colleges good girl, sat in the library, studying, and making notes for the exams which were approaching fast, there were hardly a few left, she thought, as her eyes watered due to the lack of sleep. Her sister had been in such a bad mood yesterday night, again because of a guy called mayank who she crushed on, her di was always so extreme, either too much of hatred, or too much of love. But whatever it was, she loved her sister to the limit. She had never loved anyone as much as she loved her sister, though there was samrat, her best friend, but apart from him and her di, nupur, none of the others knew her so well. And she secretly adored this nothingness, it had been the way she had always dreamt it to be! Happy, fun, enjoyable, and yet a little depressing.
Sometimes it seemed like no one knew her, no one at all.
She wondered why that was, but then again, she dint blame the people around her, it was just sometimes she wished she had that some one, to understand her, to take her hand and tell her she was beautiful, to hold her close, and let her tears dry away, to just let her know that he was there, there was nothing more to fear! But sometimes she found no one else there for her, apart from samrat, her best friend.
As she thought about samrat her cell rang, breaking her thought systems. It was from samrat, and she happily picked up, only to get more stunned than ever before.
'chashmish kahaan ho tum?', his voice was filled with fear of the unknown.
'kya hua samrat?'
'chashmish tum KAHAAN HO?', this time his voice more fierce than before, and his tone filled with frustration.
'samrat main to yahaan library mein ho', gunjan piped out, only to be served by silence, after which he suddenly cut the phone.
She stared at the phone, wondering what was going on, when she felt herself being pulled up, into some sort of an embrace, but then she realised, it was samrat, he was running, carrying her in his arms.
As he did so, she looked around the college, only to be extremely shocked, the college empty, there was not a soul around.
I suddenly had the same eyes as he did, filled with fear, as i asked him what was going on, but before he could answer my question the entire place shook with a tremor like never before.
Samrat fell to the ground, and she fell over him, as his hand protected her deep in his arms, not letting a stick touch her delicate skin.
As soon as the tremor stopped samrat picked her up and started to run to his car, but as he came out, he found himself half filled in water, by the flood which had hit Mumbai.
He looked around, wondering where to go and what to do when he felt someone pulling him and gunjan, he quickly turned to see a completely drenched nupur and mayank standing there trying to get them some cover. He quickly followed them, holding gunjan higher and closer to his chest as the water level rose drastically.
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Will they survive this flood?
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