* Love Story 2012 * - Page 15

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Arjun: 19 years old boy - Bright, intelligent and meritorious first year English honors student ' coming from lower middle class family, calm and quiet in nature, still mature enough.

Navya: 18 years old, bubbly, happy go lucky girl 'first year English honors student ' interested in fashion, modeling & films 'coming from a rich and higher society.

Year 2009 ' Fresher's Welcome Party at Prestigious college of Mumbai at college community hall.

Navya enters into the hall, she is bit late today, and she could not decide her outfit with her accessories and jewelries. She always prefers to be unique. She is looking so beautiful today ' Ms Glamour Queen could be the perfect title for her.

Everybody was so busy at the dance floor. But unfortunately Navya breaks one of her "branded high heel shoe" and falls down on the ground of the dance fleeor. Nobody gives a look at her. Everybody is so busy to celebrate the first day of college. A boy with very simple black dress and white spectacle standing at the corner of the hall for sometimes, comes to her ..

"Are you okay?"'Arjun says and helps her to sit in a couch.

"You better stay away from her, she is the daughter of the trustee of this college, don't ever try to reach at moon"..." these people can get admission through some merit tricks, after that they started thinking like a king..ridiculous"'a voice comes from side.

"Hi Navya, you fine? Remember..uncle says always to keep a safe distance from the below class people"

"Yes Vicky and I really do hate these uncivilised, lower class people"..says Navya

Same day at night:

Navya comes home, Vicky drops her at home. Nobody is waiting for her as usual. She switched on her laptop to log into her FB account. It is her daily time to talk with her new friend. She types..

Queen of Heart: I really did not want to study English, I always wanted to involve myself into fashion designing. But my paa insisted me and I could not deny him.😔

Free Bird: Never force yourself queen, always listen to your heart. But if you have really taken the admission then try to like the subject first..and gradually you will fall into love with it..you see..😊

Queen of Heart: let's see..u will never listen to my pain..you always see the positive aspect of life and I like it so much in you...😃

you know there is a beautiful aquarium beside my bed..I love to see the golden fish playing with her baby..today I will talk with that Goldy..

Year 2010 - One month before the final semester at library

Arjun is reading an article with huge concentration - Navya comes and sits beside him. Arjun is surprised to see her in library, she never came here in this one year. Arjun continues with the study. Navya feels irritating, every where she goes, guys always pay attention to her. She tries to talk with Arjun'

"Sorry, this library does not have the special chairs for high class people like you, here everybody is known as the reader and book lovers."

Arjun does not know Navya is waiting for him outside the library.

"How dare you to insult me"..

"I was not insulting you, I just gave you the answer what you believe..still if I hurt you, I am sorry"

Navya can recognize him, she already has the change of her heart.."I am sorry..can I get another chance and give it a fresh start of our friendship"

"Sorry, but we were never friends before, besides I am very simple guy"

"now I can understand the meaning of friendship, friendship does not need any stamp from higher authority"..

Queen of Heart: I know you are busy, Free Bird but I am leaving a message for you..you are the person for whom I have understood the meaning of relationship.Thank you..

I never know that friendship is so pure, so innocent..when my Maa Paa fights with each other, I becomes angry, frustrated and thinks that if one man and one lady become so wild while come to stay with each other..then it's okay that I am alone..but thank you for gifting me the special person of my life.thank you for being my friend..

I will gift you the most precious thing of my life ' the holy cross of Jesus..that is given by father in Cathedral Chruch when I was in Kalimpong for many years in my childhood..off course when we will meet 😊.

Year 2011- After final semester of Second Year at college campus

Navya: Last time you helped me a lot during my sem, I was ill for one month, but you prepared notes for me. This time I was less confident as I had to take tuition from that coaching center..

Arjun: Last time you were less confident and during this one year I just helped you to depend on yourself so that If I am not there you will still continue your journey like a winner..like a star.

Navya: No way..I will never let you go so easily..itna zaldi pichha nahi chhorungi..

Arjun smiles '( and thinks ..even I do not want to go far from you)..

Queen of Heart: You know..the meaning of life is not only spend time aimlessly.. I have started loving what I am doing..

Free Bird: that is so good..you have become such a mature girl..I am proud of you..

One good news for you..I have applied for a Scholarship in Oxford University and I was saving money from the very first day of my grad..guess what..I have done it..next month I will go UK..waiting for my VISA.

Queen of Heart: It is such a good news..I am happy for you..but little sad..you will go far from me..I will look through the glass of the window of my bedroom and will wave my hands when your plane will take off..

My Hero "Salmaan Khan" will know the pain of my heart ..😭😭

Free Bird: Please don't be so sad Queen..I will gift you my poem copy ..before leaving India, I will courier you..if we can't meet.

When I will come back after completing my master..and we will meet then..don't worry Queen.

Arjun smiles and shut down his desktop..now study time for Free Bird.

Year 2012- One week before the Final semester at Navya's house

"I have never come your bunglow before.. Navya..I am scared..your parents may get upset!!"

"You have to help me for my study Arjun..they never want their daughter to drop a year and you take a chill..they are gone for a party"

Arjun's eyes get stuck when he just enters into her bedroom - the big, bright aquarium and a golden fish .."Look at him..my Sallu baby always feel jealous when I talk with any boyfriend" says Navya..the big smiling picture of Salman Khan just beside the big window of her bedroom..

"You know..I thought I have tortured you a lot since the very first day of college..so I thought to gift you something..see this Cross..the most precious thing of my life..but I have already promised to give it someone who is very special to me also"..Navya continued..

"And he has promised to give you his poem's copy before leaving India..Queen" Arjun smiles and says "Free Bird always loves Queen very much, so he will never leave her alone, he will come back when his master will complete"..

Navya is shocked..she can't believe her ears..she started crying when she realizes what has exactly happened..

"You have cheated me..I have trusted you so much..you have broken it..you know everything from the very beginning that I am the Queen of Heart..you have taken the revenge what I have done with you at fresher's party..changed your original name and played with my emotions, sentiments.."..Navya is crying..

"Trust me..I didn't know it..it is just a co incident"..Arjun is sad..hurt.

"I don't trust you any more..leave me alone..go away..leave me forever..I do not want to see your face forever"

Arjun leaves the place and a silence comes to his life..Navya cries and a incompleteness comes to her life.

Year 2012- One month after the Final semester Final Year

"I am leaving you and this country forever..today I am leaving for UK..I always wanted you to be happy in your life..you are a good friend of mine, I will be your friend forever though you do not consider me ..but I have committed you..I will be always there for you..Bbye..God Bless You hamesha!!"

A message blinks in Navya's mobile with her indication of coming and occupying a place in her phone (or at her heart!!!)

At Airport Gate

Arjun enters into the lobby with his reluctant feet.

"You have also committed to never leave me..but you are leaving me forever..my Maa Paa have left me alone and stay separate, they do not even bother to think about me, but I think ..I have got my friend who will never leave me in the mid way.."

"I never wanted to hurt you..it's your wish..I am just obeying you wish"

"No..it's not mine..my heart says'"

"What..what you heart says Queen..say now..or never.."

"my heart says to keep that free bird into its cage forever..my heart don't want to let the bird free..I Love You Arjun..I have realized the incompleteness when I told you to leave me alone.I have forget to trust in relationship after seeing my fighting parents..I was afraid to love any one..but you have made to realise love..."

"I Love you too Queen and I will back for sure..only for you my Queen"..

And then they hug and kiss..and then..

"This is the last and final call for the passengers for UK.." a female voice comes from the microphone.😊

Originally posted by: preethimadhavg

Second SS: Sameer Saxena (Karan Tacker) and Indira Sharma (Rati Pandey) 😳

7 Days - The Musical Journey

awesome post preethi di...sorry 4 d late reply...ur story by far d best one...nd ur story is far better than d stories which had shown on TMLS till now

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I am Sanjana & A big Fan Of Mohit Sehgal!

My Couple Is : Mohit Sehgal & Jennifer Winget.

I have tried to show a very innocent love story, hope you like it!

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Is This Love ?

"Mummy, Samrat topped again..." A fourteen year old Riddhima complained stomping into the house. "Really? He doesn't look very studious but he is really hard working." Her mother commented. "How can you take his side? I used to top until 6^th standard and now suddenly Samrat Shergill joins school from nowhere and takes my place!" Riddhima grumbled. "And to top all that, he comes and tells me, better luck next time!" Her voice became soft and another tear tickled down her cheek. "Do I score well because of luck?" she asked her mother. "Baby.." her mother consoled her. "I am proud of you, and no one can take your place. It doesn't matter if you come first or second, its not so important..." her mother being a practical lady said. "It is Mom, it is!" Riddhima stated. That is how it all started...

kahin na laage man
kya hai ye soonapan aaha aaha
mujhe tum bata do
koi to wajah do aaha aaha

har ghadi ab khayalon mein
keh raha hai koi
har ghadi mere khwaabon mein
aa raha hai koi

*After A Few Years*

Samrat returned home to his grand mom and hugged her, "Dadi, you won't believe what happened? I just got into The Indian Institute of Management in Bangalore, now I can finally complete my MBA." He said. The old lady had already started her prayers for her only grandchild. After his parents' death, she had tried her very best to do everything for him. Though, his Mama had to pay for his college, but she had made Samrat promise that once he got a job he would return every penny he had borrowed. "Dadi, do you remember that girl, Riddhima, from school?" he asked. His Dadi nodded recollecting images of a girl with a pony tail and a pair of nerdy spectacles with which she hid her beautiful grey eyes, which made her look quite intellectual. "I've heard even she got in..." he said. "So?" his Dadi asked in a slightly sarcastic manner. She had been hearing her grandson talk about this queer girl from school who used to hate it when Samrat topped. Practically all day he used to speak about that girl who made him feel guilty for topping because everytime he did, she became dolorous and it was so clear how much it meant to her. "Nothing.." he said ignoring the conversation completely.

Is this love
Maine na jaana aaha aaha

Is this love
Tu hi batana aaha aaha

*Few weeks later*

"Hi," he said, looking into her grey eyes after years, and recognising her immediately. She had changed. She had long hair, and her nerdy glasses had vanished. She wore a normal pair of jeans with a tank-top but very light make up. Simply Gorgeous. Was what Samrat thought. "Hi" she said with a slight smile, "Samrat Shergill, right?" she guessed. They hadn't exactly been friends in school, after finishing school, Riddhima had gone to London for college and Samrat had stayed in Mumbai, and now finally, they met again. "How have you been?" he initiated conversation. "I've been great..." she said, making no effort to continue the conversation, 'After all these years, now he wants to talk?' she thought. 'Don't tell me she's still upset about school!?' he wondered. Samrat was the only one Riddhima knew in Bangalore so some how for every project or assignment they ended up being partners. Obviously, they couldn't sit mute forever, thoughts and words started to flow. Opinions began to change. Walls began to break, and before they knew it, they were friends.

"Dance?" Riddhima asked, in one of the parties. "Uhh, me?" Samrat narrowed his eyes. "Who else is here?" she asked rhetorically. "Can't we just sit and enjoy?" he pleaded. "Its a party! And I never thought you'd be so chicken to dance!" Riddhima commented. "I'm no chicken, I just don't enjoy dancing!" he said. Riddhima sat down next to him again, making a face. Samrat smiled looking at Riddhima twitch her lips again and again, frowning whenever there was any eye contact. Her wavy black hair was flicked back everytime it came in front and her frequent muttering, "This is so much fun!" made Samrat laugh. Finally, he stood up, "Let's dance." He said unhappily. "If you want to embarrass yourself in front of the insti, what can I do." Samrat blabbered. "What changed your mind?" she asked taking his hand. "Its better to get it over with than listen to you grumble all night about this!" he said. Riddhima gave him a cute smile and they began to dance. It was very obvious that Samrat was uncomfortable, but Riddhima was enjoying herself so much that she didn't have the slightest hint of what was going on in his mind. He was not a bad dancer, he was just to lazy and a little stiff on the floor. Where as she was energetic, and enthusiastic about everything. Samrat would rather play cards or word games, or for that matter of fact, any sport. She loved going out with her friends and partying. They were two very different people, but had a lot in common too. They came closer that night, came to know each other a little more, and Riddhima decided she would tease Samrat about his dancing for the rest of his life!

Soon, everyone started to discuss how Samrat never looked at any girl except for Riddhima, where as Riddhima socialised with everyone she met, but at the end of the day you'd always find them sitting in the cafe laughing and discussing the happenings of their day. That was the best part of the day for both of them, their childhood rivalry had turned into friendship and was now turning into something much stronger and deeper. Every evening, Samrat would walk Riddhima to her apartment and then go to his hostel. Life suddenly seemed complete, not because of love or friendship, but because they had someone next to them, just being there made life complete. But love was inevitable, one of them would sooner or later realise that it was always love and that one was Samrat.

During the last month of their year at the insti, when it was almost time to go back, Samrat realised that hiding his emotions was going to lead to self-depression and nothing else. The idea about staying away from Riddhima was absolutely frightening. On sitting and analysing, at which Samrat is an expert, he realised that all those times when he would feel guilty about beating Riddhima at academics, noticing her dolorous eyes, always wanting to annoy her, those were all ways to come to know her better, there was always something about her that attracted Samrat. He has started liking her.. 'I have to tell her.' he decided.

He tried, he really did, but days went by and finally the day of the results had arrived. Riddhima squeezed through the crowd to see her score and was thrilled and extremely ecstatic to see that both of them had done very well. Did it still matter who topped? Ofcourse it didn't. They were much more mature and now marks didn't matter! Ok fine, who am I kidding, it still mattered. And this time it was Riddhima. She flung herself at Samrat and shrieked, "I topped the institute!" "Wow! Congratulations, Should I be teary and depressed?" "Aww, Better luck next time!" she said grinning. "Ah! You still remember?" Samrat asked surprised. "Truly speaking, I missed you in college!" she said with a sweet smile. "Achha?" he asked. "There was no competition..." she said making a face. Samrat raised an eyebrow and then they both burst out laughing. "I used to go home and cry until 8^th Standard.. then I realised how stupid I was being..." Riddhima said laughing at herself. "We were so immature, I used to celebrate that I scored more than you! Even then you were so important..." he blurted out. Her laughter faded and she understood the depth of his words. She had become important in Samrat's life?

tune chuna ishq ka rasta
humsafar is safar mein dhoonta hai tu
haan baat ye maan bhi le zara
toot kar ab kisi ko chaahta hai tu

raat din meri neendo mein
jag raha hai koi
raat din meri aankhon mein
bas raha hai koi

is this love
maine na jaana aaha aaha
is this love
tu hi batana aaha aaha

* Back Home ' Shergill's *

"Dadi, Lunch is ready!" Samrat called out from the kitchen. Dadi came out of her room with her walking stick, "I really hope the food is cooked alright, when people are love-struck they either burn food or forget to put some ingredients in..." "Oh Dadi! Stop watching those tv soaps of yours, they have started to effect your mind" Samrat replied. Dadi smiled at him and said, "You should have just told her you know.." "Uff, stop talking about it, I am fine, and I know she doesn't feel the same, whats the point in ruining our friendship?" Samrat argued. "Do whatever you like." Dadi said grumpily. "Okay, for now, lets have lunch!" Samrat said with a laugh. No sooner had he said that than the doorbell rang. "Expecting someone, Are we?" Samrat asked. "No one I know about.." she replied taking her seat.

Samrat opened the door and there she stood. Strangely, it took him a minute to register it was her, "Riddhima!" he exclaimed. 'Wow. She looked so beautiful in a Salwar' This was the first time she had worn one. "Hii" she said, "I still had a few books of yours so thought I'd drop by, was just passing by!" she mentioned. "Come in.." Samrat said politely. Samrat introduced Riddhima to dadi and prayed that Dadi didn't say something which she isn't supposed to. But old women.. sigh.. "You've chosen such a beautiful girl for yourself!" Dadi blurted. Riddhima's eyes narrowed and she stared at Samrat, a small smile forming on her face. "Dadiii" Samrat complained. 'Did Samrat tell his Dadi.. that.. that he and I.. I mean..That we.. that he liked me?' "If left on you, you'd never tell her how much you like her!" She said embarrassing Samrat to the limit. His cheeks were red and he didn't look up at all. "Eat. Your. Lunch!" Samrat muttered angrily. He was completely flushed and he didn't have the guts to look up and read Riddhima's expressions. "Sit dear, Samrat's made lunch himself..." Dadi said. Riddhima raised an eyebrow. It turned out, Dadi was the only one talking. Riddhima and Samrat were both just looking away not saying a word. "I think I should leave, I just stopped by'"yeah.." Samrat interrupted. He couldn't get embarrassed any further. Dadi didn't say anything. She had done her job, she thought.

At the door, Riddhima turned around and looked at Samrat. He instantly looked away. 'This cannot be happening! Dadiii, you had to do this na.. great!' he thought. "Samrat.." she whispered. "About what dadi just said.." she went on. "Do you really feel that way?" she looked down as she spoke. Her eyes looked at the floor as she blushed, and her ears waited for an answer. Samrat stepped closer. 'I think Dadi just nailed it.' He thought. "I do.." he whispered into her ear. She smiled wider and was about to leave when Samrat caught her hand. "Not so soon, I told you what I feel, its your turn." He said pulling her closer. He had started to guess what her answer would be. Her eyes had said it all. Samrat tried making her more uncomfortable by pulling her closer. "Say it!" he whispered. "I.. I.. like you too.." she said letting herself lose and hugging him tightly. It was set. He put his arms around her and thanked god for helping him through his dadi.

Like, slowly turned into love as they spent more time with each other. Samrat thanked dadi a million times for what she had done. She did something he would have never dared to do. Speak out. Soon, they got married and lead a blissful life. Moral of the story, Love does happen, If in school someone had told them that you two were going to get married later on, they would have said, 'EWW. No!' But it did happen. It can happen. Believe.

I need you
you need me
all we need is this feeeling of love inside of heart
this is love

tune tera dil kisi ko diya
baat ye sach hai agar tu maan le ise
dil ka sukoon tune hi kho diya
ab haqeeqat hai ye tu jaan le ise
aaj kal main chaahon mein dhal raha hai koi
aaj kal meri saanson mein chal raha hai koi

is this love
maine na jaana aaha aaha
is this love
tu hi batana aaha aaha

@Naaz, very cute and sweet story 😳

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Its great..:))
Hope u win this..:))

great OS Sanajana on Mohit and Jennifer hope you win this competition