It has been 15 minutes, whole 15 mins since Neil has been crying his eyes off...Rk was carrying him in his arms patting his back.
Neil kept asking for his mumma...he was furiously kicking and slapping Rishab struggling as tears kept leaking his swollen eyes...I was on the verge of crying myself...poor kid. We shouldn't have disturbed him, obviously he would be asking for his mom after waking up...
I tried giving him milk, chocolate...water...cheese sandwich...even carrot... either these things ended up on the floor or on my head...mostly the later
His face had turned red and now he was hiccuping badly...I wiped his face with a tissue but the tears continued... what should I dooo??? Even I-know-it-all Kundra was passing me concerned looks.
"Please don't cry baby please..." I hadn't realized that I had started sobbing myself until Rk spoke
"God Madhu! I can't deal with two Neil's...stop crying.."
"Don't be rude.." I sniffed...
"I am not being rude, Just pointing the fa..." he stopped and I realized why...Neil had stopped crying, finally the tortured expression was off his face and he was now starring at me confused
He raised his hands asking me to take him in my arms and I did... bending his neck he scrutinized me like an old experienced grandpa then shook his head
"pupkin...don't cry..." tiny palms tapped my cheeks... an act of pure innocence completely stole my heart
A smile broke on my face and I hugged the lil soft toy in my arm tightly... loveddd himmm
"Won't I get a hug?" Rk asked pouting... Neil smiled, I rubbed the remaining wetness off his flushed cheeks..
"No! only kiddo and pupkin gets hug...right???"
"yaaa" Neil giggled...and how can we not smile on that..
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RAKSHA KARO SHIVJIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is me screaming internally...why?? why because I have the friends with the most hyper active imaginations!! Such a great day it was..I had passed half of it without tripping, breaking my head or bumping into Jerk kundra.. I couldn't have asked for anything better but then we had to play truth and dare..
As everyone knows almost everything about me they banned me from using truth...can yoU BELIEVE IT?!!!
So here I am bunking my lecture and trying to sneak into senior professor's staffroom...apparently they wanted me to leave a love letter from laddoo our fatso prof to Alice our sleepy prof.. I am so getting busted!!!!!
If I refuse I have to pay the canteen bill for entire month...And let me tell you at the rate we eat..I will have to sell my house, and property and it still won't be enough... I can't go Bankrupt!!!!!!!!
I tiptoed towards the Arena aka staffroom...These idiots were hiding behind the pillars at some distance...
Wait! was Deon filming me???!!!! that bas***d!!
I peaked inside the staffroom to find it deserted except for a lady prof who was snoring loudly...I gulped noiselessly tiptoeing inside...my palms were getting sweaty, I clutched the love letter...
I will have to do it, no way out...
SHIVJI SHIVJI SHIVJI
Once I placed the fake letter on her desk I sighed in relief and turned to rush out of that darn place before someone walks in or worst she catches me red handed..
But as luck would have it my hand slammed into a pen stand and before I could catch it
TRASHHH...!!!!!
it fell down on the tiled floor with pen and pencil scattering around mocking me at my clumsiness..
I could swear my heartbeats were audible...well atleast to me...
I turned around slowly dreading and watched with horror as the scary looking prof blinked her eyes her irises focusing on me with a scowl...
I was so getting suspended...I shivered scared shit
SOoo what to going to happen?... Suspension or getting saved by some knight in shinning armor? 😉
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