MayUr FF - The Blossoming Magic || Part 18 - Pg 92 - Page 14

awesome update angel..i love ur writings!❤️ each n everythng is just perfct!

Awesome Mehak...so MN are gonna talk now😳😉

awaiting😆

awsum part!!
loved it!!😊

I love Gunur bond so much its really so beautiful and cute

superb awesome update...kinza😊

Express.. i just dont have words to say how beautifully you write.. I love the unsaid words between Mayank-Nupur, the bonding between Gunjan and Nupur... and Nupur's innermost feelings..

kinza plzz update soon plzzz

"Aj kyun jag rahi hai?", he murmured, with a tense line appearing on his forehead. He really wanted to find out but there was no way. Gunjan was asleep, so he had no option but to wait.

Time was passing, as the needles of the clock were pacing. It was about 1.30, when finally the light pouring out of the curtains stopped and it was complete darkness in the room opposite.

"finally!", he involuntarily spoke, breathing a sigh of relief. Without any further, cribbing, he went to bed, trying to ignore and forget the way he was behaving like an idiot and love struck since the past 2 hours, but sadly he couldn't. He didn't spoke anything to himself, just trying to figure out his dependence on that girl.

He had never talked to her, never did he remember to have seen her for continuous 10 minutes, but there was this strange pull of attraction towards her. From the day they shifted to this house, he had been sleeping after the lights in that room went off. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move from the balcony until he would see the room turning dark. He could listen to gunjan's mumbling about her for endless hours. He didn't remember getting irritated even once on her mention;.

He always wanted to know her more.

She was a mystery, but there was no way he could penetrate into her. Her family was strict and rigid. There was no chance he could have a friendly relation with her. There was no damn way!! She will remain a mystery; he sighed at his thought and entered his dreamland.

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"Mayank!!",

He could hear his name being called out, but he knew today was Sunday and there shouldn't be a need of waking up early, but still..

"mayank beta utho, darwaza kholo",

Oh so his mom has returned from God –knows-whose wedding, and now his door is being banged, but he was not missing his mom this much, so specially get up to meet her, it had just been one day but..

"mayyyaaankkk!!"

"uth gaya hon", he finally dragged himself out of the bed, and opened the door of his room, "morning and welcome home mom", he hugged her with droopy eyes and Mrs. Sharma gently patted his son on his shoulder, "morning beta, chalo mujhe tum se kuch kaam hai"

"mom subha subha kia kaam hai?", he said going back to his bed, "super market jana hai",

And he felt as if a bomb was thrown on his head, "mom dekho please

"10 minute main tyaar ho k neche a jao,", she ruffled his hair and mayank made a face, 'mom itni mushkil se Sunday ata hai, us main koi kaam nahi karon ga please", he hugged his mom again, while she rubbed his back lightly, "beta pata hai mujhe, per wo samne wali Mrs. Bhushan (nupur's chachi) ko zarori kaam hai, un k guest a rahe hain tu un ko le kar super market chale jao please"

"mom!!"

"beta nupur k rishtehy k liye log a rahe hain", her mom softly ruffled his hair again and mayank thought his heart stopped beating, he parted off and saw directly in his mom's eyes, "kaun a raha hai?

"nupur ko dekhne, us k rishtey k liye log a arahe hain, chalo shabash tyaar ho jao!", his mom patted his cheek and left the room.

For some moments he was numb, he felt earth shrinking beneath his feet. He rushed to his balcony and as usual, the curtains were closed. He tightly gripped the railing of the balcony and closed his eyes. He could feel a strange emotion radiating through his body, he opened his eyes and took some deep breaths. These emotions had no meaning! He made clear to his heart and got ready.

He came down stairs and Mrs. Bhushan was already standing there, "good morning aunti", he respectfully said, "good morning beta, I am so sorry tumhain Sunday ko disturb kiya , actually rohan and Rahul ghr pe nahi hain aur kuljeet ki tabiyat kuch thek nahi hai.."

"it's ok aunti, chaliye", he was trying hard to remain normal, but he could sense how different his voice was sounding.

"mayank nastha tu kar lo, "Mrs Sharma called form kitchen

"haan beta, itni bhi jaldi nahi hai", Mrs. Bhushan said.

"no, its ok, mujhe bhook nahi hai, chailye", he went outside and Mrs . Bhushan exchanged a smile with Mrs. Sharma and followed Mayank.

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"kamal hai!, tumhain aj larke wale dekhen a rahe hain aur mujhe subha pata chal raha hai", gunjan was constantly rambling, choosing a dress for gunjan, but nupur was quiet.

"Di nervous ho?", gunjan was asking this for the tenth time and nupur was quiet, plainly combing her hair.

"diii", gunjan stamped her feet, "kia hai gunjan?', nupur wasn't in a mood to talk and her voice conveyed the irritation, gunjan sensed it and came and sat beside her, "kia hua di?, tum udass ho?",

She didn't know the reason herself. She was told at night that her suitors were coming and since then, a strange feeling was engulfing her. She didn't want to marry anyone else than mayank. From the day she remembered, she had just dreamt of mayank, although she knew this dream couldn't be true, but still she kept on dreaming. She thought bearing the pain of broken dreams would be easy, but it was not.

"pata nahi gunjan, mujhe dar lag raha hai!", she replied, with light tears brimming in her eyes and gunjan hugged her, "plz ro mat di!, tum dekhna ..today your prince charming is going to enter this home"

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Holding the shopping bags with Mrs. Bhushan, Mayank entered the Bhushan house.

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Hmm ... interesting, so suitor coming for Nupur, why am I not surprised? I had somewhere expected this ...