Hey guys! I'm Ashna! 😊Hopefully a few of you know me by now. Ok so over the years I have realized that no way am I a writer! 😕 I start something and then lose interest to continue! I also find writing OS, SS and FF too tedious and a long procedure. So I'm thinking of starting a new section called Ashna's Arbitrary Adda, which will be a section where I will basically write random scenes, ideas, stories relating to the show. They might sometimes be very short and sometimes maybe longer. I am also a VM maker so might start making and posting some of those here too! I hope you guys will accept this new format and enjoy it. Also, I'm thinking if someone has any requests they can tell me and I might just come up with a scene or a VM something like that. Well let's see if this concept works.👍🏼👎🏼
Index
Sandhir-Parth OS- For his Sanity- Page 1
Sandhir OS- Each other's remedy- Page 5
Parth Sanyukta VM- The gift of a friend- Page 9
Parth VM- Just the way you are- Page 11
Randhir Sanyukta Parth VM- Tune Jo Na Kaha- Page 13
Randhir Sanyukta VM- Clarity- Page 16
Randhir VM- Duhai- Page 16
Randhir Sanyukta (ft Parth) VM- Saajna- Page 16
Randhir-Sanyukta-Parth OS- For his sanity
Randhir: "What the hell is wrong with you Sanyukta? I told you to stay away from my things. Why did you mess my table up?"
Sanyukta:" Look Randhir, I have done no such thing. And anyways I don't have time to waste in arguing with you when you're not going to believe me anyways." She went and sat down at her usual desk.
Randhir masked his face with irritation and annoyance; however he was surprised on the inside as to her changed behavior around him. She no longer spent at least a quarter of her day arguing with him and making his life miserable. Although he hated to admit it, he knew what has brought about this change. Or rather who.
Parth had joined FITE a week ago, claiming he wanted to be part of a team who stood for what is correct and put the needs of others before themselves, which he was unable to do in the CITE team. Randhir had disliked Parth from the very first day, owing simply to the fact that he was from his rival team. The case with Sanyukta was clearly the opposite though. He still remembered the charming smile and handshake she gave Parth after Parth and he BOTH saved her from the pit in the village. What was the need for her to be so friendly with the captain of the opposition team? He had dragged her away right there and then, to avoid her being friends with the rival, or that's what he kept telling himself. But then she went and landed herself in trouble yet again and the ladkiyon ka rakhwala Parth had again come to her rescue, giving his jacket to her. God, how could this girl be so careless. She was such a trouble magnet. She had always been one, the only difference being; now she didn't need him to come help her. There was someone else who had been doing his job recently. And that fact unsettled him to no end.
Randhir stood there pondering over all the times he had saved her. Starting from stopping her from falling in the fresher's party, saving her from the despo senior trying to usher her into the boy's hostel, protecting her from goons, breaking the door of the library to escort her to safety after her fake claim of claustrophobia, and the list goes on. Suddenly these images were replaced with Parth giving Sanyukta a hand out of the pit, offering his jacket, offering condolence when she was feeling low after the unsuccessful outcome of her project. Yes he had witnessed the whole scene. He was passing by from there when he had seen Parth sitting down next to her and offering his oh-so-sugary-sweet advice and help. He was irritated with the fact that Parth was getting so close to her. Couldn't she see that he was doing it purposely so that she got distracted from her work or worse revealed her project to him? All his warnings had been futile as Sanyukta had blatantly chided him for his behavior and his interference in her life. As if he had nothing better to do than interfere in her life and tell her what to do. He did didn't he? The Dream Team Competition had proceeded and ended, with many obstacles along the way, in the end FITE emerging victorious. However, he wasn't able to be a 100% happy and he had no idea why.
Parth had transferred to FITE for his personal growth or so he claimed. Randhir however, kept throwing accusations at him, claiming that he joined FITE to avoid feeling like a loser once he returned to CITE. He called him a loser, a coward. He continued being rude to Parth, until he was rebuked by Vardhan Sir who announced that he had invited Parth to join FITE and his dream team, much to Randhir's horror and everyone else's shock. From there on Randhir had started ignoring Parth, and in turn Sanyukta had started ignoring him.
Parth had stood silent, to an extent being able to understand the reason for Randhir's hatred; after all he was their competitor until a week ago. However, Sanyukta was so sweet, defending him against Randhir and telling him to shut up. Parth smiled, amused at her antics. She was a house on fire. She was bold, courageous and stood up for what was right. He also knew that she was extremely caring as he had seen her helping the kid out of the hole that she herself had fallen into after. She was so motivated and driven, a reflection of which could clearly be seen in her eyes. Along with being very intelligent, she was also compassionate, which showed in her chimney idea for the village. He admired her for her perseverance. She was really a talented and sweet girl. She was a friend that he was glad to have. He silently laughed remembering her lie about being in the college grounds when someone had called her. She had made him a part of her lie too and he can't believe that he went along with it. It was so out of character, yet so much fun to scare the poor guy on the phone by pretending to be Professor Sharma. Sanyukta was honestly such a drama queen.
Randhir sat at his desk, silently observing Sanyukta's ignorance towards him when Parth walked in and sat next to her, something that had been happening since a week now. Randhir observed her laughing, chatting and having a good time with her close circle of friends she had established, Kaustuki, Jiggy, to his surprise Yo-Yo and Parth. She seemed happy.
Randhir closed his eyes, exasperated at the direction of his thoughts. He remembered all the times she had glared at him across the classroom, smirked at him when something worked in her favor, looked at him in an accusing way or even just looked at him neutrally. He opened his eyes with a jerk as realization dawned upon him. He missed her. Even if it was to merely fight with him, at least she used to interact with him. Her indifference was hurting him more than her habits or taunts. He hated the fact that Parth was taking her away from him, even though deep down he knew that they were just friends. He missed her presence in his life. He hated to admit that she was the reason he looked forward to coming to class every day, just so he could irritate her and see her eyes widen in annoyance.
Randhir: "Gosh this girl will make me crazy one day." He was agitated when she talked to him and surprisingly also when she didn't. However, Randhir made a decision right there. No Parth or anybody else for that matter was going to take his place in her life. He had to get her to fight with him again. He needed it for his sanity. He needed her.
The End
Ok this went much longer than I expected! I hope u liked it 😊
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