MN FF-*Kuch to hain Tujhse Raabta* Prt-14,Pg-83 - Page 8

Nupur was swaying in his words and was turning around..Round and round, enjoying his each and every word as if they are meant only and only for her, suddenly her leg trip and she mentally prepared her self to join the ground but somewhere in her heart she knew he will catch her. He will protect her from falling down; He'll be there no matter what.

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DHAMMM''''.

A sound came and we see that Nupur was lying on the floor was giving most iritated expression on the earth.

"Nupur, baccha you were sleeping on the bed Na... then how come you fall down'"

No reply...

"Nupur'.."

No reply'.

"God... This girl'!!!Nupur wake up'."

"What Mom'Let me sleep...me watching such a beautifull dream'?"

"NUPUR'.."

Slowly nupur opends her eyes and herself lying on the floor.Her blanket was half on the bed and half was hanging from it, her pillow was no where to be seen may be poor fellow lying somewhere, her laptop was still open and was giving indication of low battery, her yesterday's clothes were lying carelessly on the couch, her towel was hanging on the chair, windows were open..In short words her room was completely messed up.

"What mom'.."

"What happen to you...i heard a sound of something falling from your room and as I entered I saw you lying on the floor'..Did you fallen from the bed'"

She looks here and there and realised that she actually fallen from bed.She lowers her eyes because of two reasonds.

1. She doesn't want to face the angry glares of her mom.

2. She felt disspointed that she didn't fallen in his arms, though she didn't see his face.

"I don't know Mom, may be in sleep I had fallen down...I'll join you to the breakfast table in 15 min."

"Okay come soon... waiting for you...Hurry up'"

"Yah'!!! Mom'"

Getting up'.she quickly rushed to bathroom, freshenup herself, collected some notes and search for her lapto.

Last night I was working on it may be I slept without keeping it shut down.

She searched her laptop and was about to shut it down when suddenly strikes to her mind that she posted a story in fanfiction india forums.In curosity to see the reply she opened her account and saw that many people have send her friend request and also many appreciations she got from the readers.She was overwhelmed.It was her enitrely first experience, she was so happy..Soon her mother called her.Closing her laptop she went downstairs and joins her mother.Both have their breakfast talking randomly.Mrs.Bhushan need to go office for an urgent meeting so she left early.Nupur has to go an hour late so thought to login to the If fanfiction.As she login there came a message "You have 1 private Messenger"

She opened it, and was in the state of shock when she read the message.It was from Hate_me and he had quoted something regarding her story.

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Look... I like to be very straight and forward, so keeping besides the so called formalities, I just wanna say...i read your first chap of your story I must say it's actually very kiddish and cheesy,Please improve your taste'..,You have a pathetic imagination and if it is your feelings them I am really for the readers who are reading your story.or had read your story, must be banging their head on wall*

How dare he'how could he say this to my story like that,I had posted only 3 chapters and still many more are there on the way ,How could he say that I have a bad taste,How he

can judge me through my story,What he thinks of himself.

After thinking a lot to reply in a very modest way she replied to him

*Is this is a way to say ' if you didn't like the story you may atleast be polite,You wonder your words may hurt someone feelings'..*

Within a minute she got another message it was from him only ,May be want to apologise.

She quickly opened it and yet another shock was waiting for her.

Hate_me

*Hurt..!!!You must be joking'.If these kiddish types of stories are your feelings actually then you must be a little kid somewhere around 7'.nah that will to old' around 4..You must be around but technically You are not of 4 yrs but your mind is still of 4 yr old kid'Go kiddo..You need a doctor..*

Kiddo'.How dare he call me kiddo '..I am not a kiddo'I am 24 yr old mature girl who teaches in a institution..yes I am a teacher and he called me kiddo.

Nupur was fuming with anger..She immediately replied to him

*Excuse me'You are no one to call me like that.. and besides that I had got around 456 likes to the first three initial chapters of my story and you are saying me kid'Mr. One need Brain to understand the emotions and deep meaning of my story'..Which I think you don't have*

Giving an evil smile to herself ahe click on send and waits for his reply.

I was so waiting for his reply but he didn't replied it soon''15 mintues have been passed no reply'

This guy was actually checking out my patience.I really wonder , I had never thought like this any other boy or men,I used to be so shy to talk to them face to face that I hardly talked to any boy,Not even to my classmates and hardly to male students,I don't know I feel a kind of fear in talking with them,and here I desperately looking forward for the reply of a boy whom I hardly knew.Sigh'!!!What is happening to me.. God'..!!!!