OMG. I am e-x-h-a-u-s-t-e-d.
My sleeping patterns are screwy.
I was falling asleep listening to myself type.
But the ideas wouldn't stop coming forth.
Anyway, without further adieu.
Two.
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Shaan sat back in his seat, wondering what the hell he had just gotten himself into. "Me... Veer... ah hell no!" he yelled out loud.
He heard a knock at the door, and in came Jay with a similar look of distaste on his face. Shaan and Jay looked at each other, and burst into laughter.
"Dude. You won't believe who I got. Somehow I'm going as Om.. I doubt I'm going to look good in a 70s hairstyle," sighed Jay. Shaan just looked at his friend, trying real hard to not burst out laughing again.
"Ah don't look so sad my man, mine is no better... how do you dress up as Veer from Veer-Zaara? I gotta wear a blue&white kurta or something," Shaan said glumly. Both boys looked at each other and wondered why they had agreed to go.
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In another bedroom, Poonam was on the phone giggling to Shilpa about their costumes.
"Shilpz, can you imagine me as Shanti-Priya? Mujhe toh sari bhi pehna nahin aata! Oh my gosh, but who's going to be my Om?! And I must say, I feel sorry for him - but then again, it's for a good cause. It's so we all have Valentine's," Poonam smiled.
Shilpa laughed hearing the excitedness in Poonam's voice. It had been awhile since she had been so happy - breaking up with Anurag Ganguly had been very painful for Poonam.
"Pooji. That's exactly it. We're all going to have Valentine's! I can't wait to dress up in period clothing... that white wrap dress that Keira wore in Pride and Prejudice? I am so getting that made for me... I wonder who my Valentine will be," she gushed, getting so excited over something she never paid attention to to begin with.
Just then, Shilpa heard a loud giggle coming from the hallway. "Pooji, I'll be right back."
She opened the door only to see Sanjana and Maryam running towards their rooms, laughing. Shilpa's eyes narrowed. Why would they be laughing so much? Shaking her head, she walked back into her room and picked up the phone.
"I tell ya Pooji, Sanju and Merry can be so weird sometimes. They were standing outside my door laughing..." Shilpa trailed off realising why.
"L-O-L. Shilpz, you know you're so in for a lot of teasing now... I can't wait for tomorrow," chuckled Poonam, knowing all too well why Sanjana and Maryam had been laughing.
"Pooji, that is so not fair. I was only talking about my dress... and yes, maybe just maybe I want someone specific to be my Valentine... but knowing him, it'll never happen," Shilpa sighed sadly thinking of him.
Poonam heard the glumness in her friend's voice, and knew instantly she was thinking of him. Poonam decided to make a couple of calls and see if that loser was coming - Shilpa would sure get a massive heart attack if he didn't come... and she'd probably faint from happiness if he did come.
Telling Shilpa she had to go wash dishes (grumble, grumble), Poonam hung up and began Phase One of her Valentine's Plan.
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03/02 21:33
Khush. It's Pooji. Acha, do you have Mayank's number?
21:35
POOJI?! Why on Earth would you want Mayu's number? ;)
21:37
Khush, don't be silly yaar. I'm trying to make Shilpa feel better yaar. Now what's Mayu's number?
21:39
Ohhhhhh. You're playing matchmaker. I like! Hang on, I haven't got it... I'll call Abhi. Give me five minutes.
- - -
Khushboo: (dialling Abhimanyu's number)
Abhimanyu: (sees Khushboo's name) K?
K: Abhi. You answered. That's a first.
A: You called. That's a first.
K: (rolls eyes) Abhi, don't play stupid games. Tell me, what's Mayu.. I mean Mayank's number?
A: (eyes widen) You want Mayank's number? Is there something you wanna tell me?
K: Abhi. If you want my foot down your throat, all you have to do is ask. Now what's Mayank's number yaar?
A: (shakes head) K, you are crazy. You do realise that? And stop misquoting Major Payne.
K: Ahhhhh! Abhimanyu Modi! I haven't got time for this. I promised Poonam I'd get Mayank's number for her.
A: (looks at phone in disbelief) Poonam wants Mayank's number? Since when?
K: Ah crap. Abhi, please, just give me the number.
A: (grins) And what do I get in return?
K: (almost screeches) Are you serious?!
A: You know I am.
K: (silence)
A: (sighs) There's never any joking with you... here's the number. 0718654762. Happy?
K: (smiles) Always.
A: (upset) Anyway, I better get going. Those practise exams aren't going to write themselves.
K: (giggles) Tomorrow, 2pm at Starbucks. If you're not there... I won't misquote Major Payne anymore.
A: It's a date. (chuckles, and hangs up)
K: (looks at her phone) I guess it is...
- - -
21:49
Khush, are you there? Turns out Sanjana had Mayu's number. Thanks anyway babe. I hope Abhi didn't eat you.
Khushboo looked at her phone, and sighed. All that for nothing? But thinking about it again made Khush realise she had gotten a lot more than just a phone number... she smiled, and went back to watching her Bengali show.
-||-
"Mmmmm. Apple pie. You are the best," grinned Preet.
Sabiha just rolled her eyes, watching as her boyfriend (*sigh* she loved using that word) literally demolished half of it. She got up to go and grab some more water when she felt something holding her back.
"Leaving me already are you?" Preet asked, leaving a soft trail of kisses on her neck. Sabiha sighed, knowing if she wasn't careful, she'd never be able to leave.
Breathing deeply, she quickly elbowed Preet in the stomach, and ran to the kitchen. She quickly turned on the tap, and filled her glass with water. Just as she was about to drink it, Preet came behind and startled her... causing her to turn and spill the entire drink on him.
"Ummm. Aaahhh. Preet. Sweetheart. You know I didn't mean it, right?" Sabiha quietly backed into the lounge room, but Preet just inched closer and closer to her... taking his wet t-shirt off to dry.
Sabiha saw his extremely toned body, and struggled to regain her composure. You are a goner Sab!
She finally stopped in the middle of the lounge room, not knowing what to expect. She closed her eyes and braced for a typical Preet punishment (ranging from being doused in water or fruit juice; to being forced to stand outside and serenade him with the worst songs available - who actually sang Eena Meena Deeka as a love song?), when all she felt was being lifted into the air.
She opened her eyes to find herself sitting on Preet's lap, in her bedroom. Not wanting to lose the moment, she snuggled in... a perfect fit. Preet smiled, and kissed her head.
"Babe..." "Hmm?" "Tell me something. Who are you going as for the V Day party?" Sabiha looked at Preet surprised. She'd assumed they'd be each others partners.
"Preet? Aisa sawaal kyun poochrahe ho? Tum Raj aur mein tera Simran! Just like you always pictured it, remember?" Sabiha giggled.
Preet closed his eyes in defeat. Great, now what I am going to do?
"Preet? Kahan khoye ho? You are Raj, right? I do not want some random guy as my partner..." complained Sabiha. She wanted the entire world (at very least, the entire college) to know he was hers.
Preet just stroked her hair wondering how he was going to make everything right for his love. Hmmmm...
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"Merry, you have got to be kidding me! Sid is better than Armaan? NEVER! Don't even compare the two missy," Farzana threatened. As always, Farzana wasn't in the best of moods. And this bad mood had lasted for awhile - over a month now.
"Faru, keep dreaming alright? Sid is just too dreamy for words..." Maryam sighed, thinking of the tall, ruggedly handsome man who starred in Dill Mill Gayye.
"Merry, if your boyfriend - whoever he might be - heard you say that, I do believe you'd be changing your tune," smirked Farzana, earning a glare from her friend. Farzana just kept smiling until Maryam decided to throw a cushion at her head.
Narrowly missing, Farzana looked at her friend, and silently dragged her finger against her neck - Maryam was dead meat.
But before Farzana could launch her attack, she got a Skype call. It was Damon.
"D-man? What's up? You calling at this time? Isn't Yatz home yet?" "Oh, she's home alright. And in a very, very bad mood. She seems to think that I'm not going to be her partner for the dance - which isn't possible, obviously. But still. I have so much planned for the night... you've gotta help me out here."
Farzana and Maryam looked at each other dissolving into giggles. Only Yattri would get completely insecure over not being with her boyfriend for one night.
"Alright D. We'll help. What do you need us to do?" Damon breathed a sigh of relief - he wanted the Valentine's Day dance to be the perfect it could be for Yattri. And he knew of no one better to help than Farzana, and Maryam.
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"PB! Wait up man, what's wrong with you?" Preet looked at his brother, and wondered why he was looking so damn agitated.
"Preet. Don't start. Where were you last night anyway? I hope you were at least studying... did you even go home this morning?" Prem looked at his brother skeptically. He knew very well Preet would have been with a girl. Damn, my little bro gets more action than I do. What is the world coming to?
Preet looked sheepishly at his brother. If Prem finds out I'm going out with Sabiha, he'll eat me alive!
"PB, I did study. Don't you worry. So anyway, what's wrong with you? Itna tension kyun mere bhai?" Prem looked at Preet sadly.
"I almost kissed Farzana."
- - - - -
(flashback)
Prem had just parked his car and was on his way to his first class when he bumped into someone, and caused them to fall on the ground, papers flying everywhere. Someone who he had never thought he'd run into.
Someone who looked ready to eat him alive, spit him out and then feed him to the dogs.
"Prem! Do you ever watch where you're going? Why am I even asking, you probably did that on purpose!" snarled Farzana.
But Prem wasn't even paying attention to Farzana speaking. He was just staring at her, mesmerised by her beauty... by that fiery temper that made her look so much more alive. She looked nothing like the "dolls" they had at Kings' College, and he loved that about her.
He silently helped her pick up her books and papers, and then turned away, thinking if he stayed any longer, Farzana would chew him out for something else.
"Prem!"
He turned, and saw her smiling. What a smile...
"Yes Farzana?" Farzana walked up closer to him. The smell of her perfume tantalized Prem's senses... the wind softly blowing her hair... without thinking, Prem pushed some strands out of her face. That face that he could continue staring at for all eternity.
Farzana stiffened in surprise. What exactly was Prem playing at? He bumped into her... and then helped her... and now this? But something stopped her from brushing his hand away... there it was - that spark of electricity.
Her eyes closed, anticipating something... what though? Her mind was playing games with her... what would Prem want with her? But it didn't seem fake - what was he doing to her?
Prem watched her eyes close, her mouth slightly open... those lips just looked so amazing. He inched his face closer to hers... he could feel her sweet, minty breath on his face... his lips almost touching hers...
And then he stopped. Jolting out of his reverie, Prem quickly walked away, leaving Farzana standing there wondering what had just gone on.
- - - - -
"Whoa PB. Why did you stop? What if she had wanted you to kiss her? For one of the resident Casanovas, you sure have forgotten your own teachings," said Preet.
Prem could still not believe that he had left Farzana standing there. What if she thinks I did this as a joke? Ah shit!
Preet watched his brother, and silently led him to the cafeteria where they met Ranbir.
"Whoa Prem. What's up with you? Did Farzana glare at you again?" he snickered. Preet hit his shoulder.
"Ouch Preet, I was only joking. No, but seriously, what's up?" "Prem made the biggest mistake yet... he ran away from kissing a girl."
Ranbir and Preet looked at each other, then at Prem... and burst out laughing. When Preet put it like that, it sure sounded funny.
"Oh, great. Thanks Preet.. now I have to deal with Biru as well. Could this get any worse?" "What could get any worse my brother?"
Ladies and gentlemen, Kinshuk had arrived. Ranbir and Preet smirked. Let the taunting begin.
"Ken my boy. Wouldn't you just like to know... Juneja Snr here chickened out from kissing a girl..." Kinshuk looked at Prem, eyebrow raised. The person who taught me every trick in the book chickened out?
Prem saw Kinshuk's surprise, and answered with a grimace. "Yes Ken. I didn't kiss her. It's alright, you're more than welcome to taunt me."
Kinshuk smiled. "Prem, not kissing Farzana isn't the end of the world. Just make out with her at the Valentine's party... she might try to slap you, but doesn't that make the kissing so much more fun?"
Prem smiled, and then stopped. "Hang on, when did I say the girl was Farzana?" "Prem, you just said it now," Ranbir winked.
Prem closed his eyes in defeat, while the other three laughed some more.
-||-
"Sheila.. Sheila ki jawani... I'm too sexy for you, mein teri haath naa aani..." hummed Sanjana, as she walked to the library, clutching her dreaded Accounting books.
"Interesting song... you do realise that song actually caused a man's death?" inquired Kinshuk.
Sanjana looked at him, and rolled her eyes. "Ken, do you mind? I have a thousand things to do, and you don't fit in anywhere. And as for my singing, leave the song alone." And with that Sanjana stomped away.
But Kinshuk wasn't about to let her get away with it. "Ahaa, but madam, don't you even want to hear how he died?" "Are you serious? Of course not!"
Kinshuk stood in front of Sanjana, refusing to let her pass. "My, my Sanju. Seems like someone's in a right mood. Come on, be nice to a fellow human."
Sanjana tapped her foot impatiently, not willing to believe that this idiot had stopped her from studying, all because of a song! Taking a deep breath, she tried again.
"Ken, please leave me alone. I have a massive test to revise for... and I haven't got time to hear how eve teasing is connected to the song. Please?" And much to her surprise, Kinshuk let her walk past. But of course, he was going to walk with her now.
"Well, well, well... you do pay attention to current affairs. Impressive." Sanjana just kept walking.
"So what else does Sheila, I mean, Sanjana like doing? Besides wounding my heart everytime I talk?" Sanjana had to smile, Kinshuk was definitely different.
Seeing that smile, Kinshuk grinned. Sanjana was one of the most passionate drama students he had ever come across... but for some reason, she wasn't in the drama club (which he was head of). He had spent many days trying to figure out why she chose against it.
"Ken? Haven't you got anything else to do? Like, I don't know... go to class?" Sanjana's eyes narrowed - what did Kinshuk want?
"Alright, alright, I can take a hint. I'm leaving.. but before I do, who are you going as for the dance?" "Why, you wanna make sure I'm your date?" Sanjana winked.
Kinshuk just chuckled.. Sanjana was definitely different to the other girls' in the drama club. She was a straightforward chick, and he liked that in a woman. "Come on, tell me Sanju. What harm will it do?"
"Alright. I'm going to be Juliet." And with that, Sanjana left Kinshuk standing on the steps to the library while she walked in, trying to figure out what that conversation was.
Juliet huh... Interesting.
-||-
"Dev, don't be a dick. Tell me who you're going as," complained Preet. He had been (unsuccessfully) trying to find out who the guys were going as.
"Why do you wanna know so badly? Is there something I should know?" asked Dev, raising an eyebrow. Preet gulped; he didn't want everyone knowing yet, and Sabiha hadn't told any of her friends either.
Dev watched as his friend looked down - yep, Preet was definitely seeing someone. "Preet, tell me. Who is she? Do I know her? Is she good looking? Come on... you pressured me into going to this dance, now 'fess up or I make sure everyone finds out."
"Dev. Don't be mean. Look, all I'm going to say is that I really like her, and I'm doing this so I can spend some time with her. All I want you to do is to tell me who you're going as." Preet looked seriously at Dev, trying to make him realise how serious he was being.
And Dev definitely realised. He had never seen Preet so nervous about somebody. "She must really mean a lot to you... how long has it been?" he asked softly.
"It'll be a year on Valentine's Day."
Dev's eyes widened. "W*F? You've been with her for almost a YEAR?!" Preet hit Dev trying to make him shut up. The last thing he needed was for the boys to find out.
Dev winced, but immediately quieted down. "Look, if you're good, I'll point her out to you. But you better behave," warned Preet. Dev nodded solemnly.
And that's when he saw her.
Dev's mouth dropped open. He hadn't seen such a beautiful woman in awhile. The simpleness of her outfit, the radiant smile, the long flowing hair... Dev just experienced a shock.
"Dev? Are you alright? Don't you wanna see my girlfriend?" But Dev wasn't paying attention... he was too busy staring at the angel walking towards him.
- - - - -
"Sabs, you have to help me. What am I going to wear? You know I've never been into all this fancy dresswear and all, but it's an important dance. I've never been to a dance like this before... what if I embarrass myself? What if my dress looks cheap? Ahh, help me Sabs!" Maryam wailed.
"My goodness Mary. You are so like Geet! Kasam, you do not shut up! But I still love you. Dekho, you're going to look beautiful - we're going shopping today remember?" smiled Sabiha. She had never seen Maryam this jumpy.
Maryam knew she was being silly, but back in Ambala, things like this just didn't happen. She forced herself to smile, and pay attention to Sabiha.
"Oh look, it's Preet. I have to give him my notes from the last lecture... he wasn't able to attend," said Sabiha - any excuse to see her man.
Maryam looked at Sabiha skeptically - Sabiha noticed Preet? Did her friend even know what guys were?
And that's when she noticed him.
Maryam's eyes widened. A well-dressed man, the half-smile, that tousled bed hair look... my oh my, I think I'm going to faint.
- - - - -
"Hi Preet," smiled Sabiha. She stood near him, smelling his perfume... remembering all that had happened the night before.
"Hi Sab. Hi Maryam. What's going on?" asked Preet casually. He wanted nothing more than to hold his girlfriend in his arms, but he couldn't. Damn this secrecy!
But Maryam hadn't heard Preet. She was too busy admiring the man in front of her. How was it that she hadn't noticed him?
Dev looked equally lost in thought. She is so beautiful. Why haven't I seen her before?
Sabiha and Preet looked at their friends - not one word had been said by either of them. But it seemed they were having a conversation with their eyes.
- - - - -
Dev: Why hello beautiful.
Maryam: Hello to you too handsome.
Dev: Now why haven't I seen you before?
Maryam: I should ask you the same question.
Dev: You got me there. So.. are you single?
Maryam: And if I was?
Dev: Well, are you free in two weeks?
Maryam: I'll let you know. (winks)
- - - - -
Both Dev and Maryam were startled out of their eyelock by the coughing Preet was obviously faking. Dev glared at him, before turning back to the gorgeous girl in front of him.
"Sabiha," Dev started, not taking his eyes of Maryam. "How come I haven't seen your pretty self around lately? And when you do come, you come with someone else."
Sabiha laughed - it was so obvious Dev was smitten with Maryam. Sabiha clicked her fingers, and again Dev & Maryam's eyelock was broken. Sabiha motioned for Maryam to start walking, but not before whispering to Dev.
"Her name's Maryam, and she's going to be dressed as Geet at the party."
With a wink at Preet, who was glum that he hadn't had any moments with her, Sabiha walked with Maryam, who was definitely glowing just that bit more.
"Preet. Which film is Geet from, and who is her partner?"
-||-
"Poonam, I don't get it. Why do you want me dressed as Darcy from Pride and Prejudice?" moaned Mayank.
Poonam looked at him in annoyance. And Shilpa likes him? *sigh* Will wonders never cease?
"Mayank, please meri baat dhyaan se suno. Mein jaanta hoon, aap Shilpa ko pasand karte ho, right? Toh agar aap Darcy nahin banoge, toh aap Shilpa ke saath nahin rahenge. Samjhe?" Poonam was exasperated. It had taken a whole morning of trying to make Mayank understand the plan, and just when she thought he had finally got it, he had to go and complain. Boys.
Mayank just nodded looking like a lost puppy. It had taken him awhile to realise what Poonam was trying to do... and although he was definitely grateful for it, he failed to see why Poonam had such a hand in helping him. Was there something he didn't know?
"Earth to Mayank. So, do you know who Darcy is?" Mayank looked at Poonam blankly. And then it clicked.
"Oh right... umm I'm pretty sure Preet was complaining about it yesterday when the email was sent. But I'll double-check anyway. So, what does Darcy wear anyway?"
"Have you watched the 1995 production of Pride? The one with Colin Firth as Darcy?" Mayank nodded. "Well then, you'll dress like him." Mayank brightened - that movie had been the only one he'd actually paid attention to in English back in high school.
Poonam smiled watching Mayank planning his special date for Shilpa. She looked at the time, and realised she had class in fifteen minutes. Hurriedly saying bye to Mayank, she started walking across campus to get to her building.
"Jeez Pooji, slow down yaar. You'll end up slipping on the ground. Haven't you noticed the rain?" asked Nitya curiosly.
Poonam looked at Nitya gratefully - one more step, and she would have definitely fallen down. How delightful.
It was then that her mood from bad to worse. She closed her eyes for patience - why oh why was Jay here?
"Poonam. It's definitely been awhile. I haven't seen you since..." Jay trailed off seeing the animosity growing on Poonam's face. He had completely forgotten that Anurag and Poonam weren't dating anymore.
"Poonam, Nitya. Great to see you two... why are we all outside still? Come on, inside already!" exclaimed Shaan, trying to diffuse the tension in the air.
Nitya shot him a grateful look as they walked into the lecture room.
- - - - -
(notewriting: Shaan and Jay)
Shit man. I'm doomed. How could I forget that Poonam and Onu aren't dating anymore? Shaan, a lil' help here.
Jay, you asked for it. Look, just write her a note and apologise. I'm sure she'll forgive you.
You sure about this man?
Dude, do you know how many times I've said stuff to Nitz, and she's forgiven me? Look, you and Poonam were great friends before Anurag came along... try being her friend again.
(Nitya and Poonam)
Nitz. Was the look on my face that bad?
Pooji, it was worse than that. The guy got so afraid. What do you have against Jay anyway? He's such a sweetie.
Nitz, Jay and I used to be great friends.. I even liked him. And then came Onu. Jay changed around him.. and I lost my friend. And then Onu left as well. Now everytime I see Jay, I think of Onu. It's hard, ya know?
Pooji, it's been over a year. Onu left, and he's not coming back. And you & Jay obviously have a good friendship... why not try to reclaim it?
You sure?
Positive.
(Jay and Poonam)
Ummmm. Poonam? I'm really sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you like that. You know that was never my intention.
Jay. It's all good. Seriously. I'm sorry for glaring at you like that. I've had a bad morning, and then I just took it out on you. Sorry. :(
Just like old times woman. You always glared at me for no reason. I was the one to make you smile, remember? And don't apologise, doesn't suit ya. ;)
Haha Jay. You are such a kid. And of course apologising doesn't suit me, you were the one who always said it. LOL.
Oh great, and so it's back to the whole "Pooji can do no wrong?"
Always&forever Jay. :D PS. Start focusing you dud. Patterson's watching.
LOL. Always worried about me. Thanks buddy. PS. Coffee afterwards?
(Poonam softly nods at Jay, who smiles broadly)
(Nitya and Shaan)
Nitzieeeeeeeeeeeeee. I'm bored. Entertain me.
Shaan, I'm trying to focus.
Nitz, focus on me. Not him.
Shaan, Patterson will kick my butt if I don't pay attention.
Why only your butt?
Because I'm the highest achiever in the class you dolt.
Oh that's right, how else would I pass?
Exactly, now shut up, and start taking notes!
(Shaan grins, and Nitya shakes her head in exasperation)
- - - - -
"That was an excruciating class... so glad Patterson isn't here for the next two weeks," smiled Shaan. Nitya just looked at her friend, fed up with his nonchalance at studying.
"Well lovely ladies, now that it is really over, how about we go and grab some coffee?" asked Jay. Nitya and Poonam smiled broadly.
"I'll have a large caramel cappuccino, and she'll have a regular skinny sugar-free vanilla latte. Nitya, Shaan what do ya want?" Poonam looked at Jay in surprise. He still remembered her favourite coffee?
Jay saw Poonam's inquistive look, and smiled. "There's a lot I haven't forgotten Poonam." Poonam looked down, and blushed.
- - - - -
Meanwhile, Shaan and Nitya were playing Tic Tac Toe. And Nitya was winning. Fustrated, Shaan threw the pen down, while Nitya did a small victory hand dance.
"That's 19-5 Shaan. What has happened to you my man?" asked Nitya sweetly. Shaan looked at her, and stuck out his tongue.
"You are cheating. As always Nitz. Has there ever been a day that you don't do anything bad?" "Nopes. And you know why? Because when you're around, I go insane." Nitya smiled watching Shaan laugh. What was it about Shaan that made Nitya's insides feel all gooey?
Shaan and Nitya had been best friends since high school. Nitya had watched Shaan's parade of girlfriends, and Shaan had watched Nitya's adamance to remain single. But between the two of them, something was there... what remained to be seen was if they'd act on it.
Shaan watched Nitya as she drank her lemongrass and ginger tea. She had this funny little habit of sipping the tea as soon as she got it, cringing from how hot it was... before forgetting about it till the last minute, and sighing on how cold it had become. This time wasn't any different.
Nitya noticed Shaan staring at her, and for some reason, a blush started creeping up on her cheek. What the hell? I never blush. Arghh, Shaan is so going to get it now.
"Shaan, let's play again. Where's the pen?" demanded Nitya. Shaan looked around, and saw it on the floor. As he went to pick it up, Nitya dropped her book. She bent to pick it up, when they both collided and hit each other's head.
They both looked at each other, as if seeing each other for the first time.
Why haven't I ever noticed her eyes? They're so full of innocence.
Why haven't I ever noticed his smile? It lights up his entire face.
And then they both stared into each other's eyes... trying to see into each other's soul, before Jay and Poonam came back and wondered what had just happened. Shaan and Nitya hit each other's head again, and spent the rest of the afternoon alternating between rubbing their sore heads to staring at the other one.
Jay and Poonam just looked at each other and shrugged. "Best Friends," they said simultaneously.
-||-
"Damon, you are a lifesaver. Man, I thought the car was totaled for a sec," said Ranbir. His Aston Martin had been giving him a bit of trouble for some time now. But Damon had given it a look, and the only problem had been the brake pads... they just needed changing.
Damon chuckled - for all the things Ranbir knew, he was definitely clueless about cars. "Ranbir, you never fail to amaze me sometimes."
Ranbir laughed. He knew what Damon was getting at.
Just then, Ranbir noticed someone sitting at a bench, reading. Was it her?
He'd spent the whole of yesterday thinking about her. Why the hell had he just winked at her? There was no harm in saying hello right? Then why hadn't he?
Ranbir was afraid to answer his own question. That girl had been haunting him for the past six months. Ever since he had seen her hang around with Farzana, Shilpa, Sheena and the others, he had wanted to know more about her.
Hell, he didn't even know her name.
- - - - -
I wonder where Ranbir is today. I still can't believe he winked at me. He is so dreamy. I just want to be able to see him again. Thinking about him isn't enough.
Sakina sighed. Ever since she had started at Kings' College, she had noticed Ranbir around campus. Who hadn't? He was one of the most goodlooking, rich and coolest people here. Teachers adored him, girls went fida over him and boys wanted to be him.
That was Ranbir Kapoor.
I wonder if he knows who I am? I mean, he did wink at me... but what if was for Shilpa or someone... arghh, why I am thinking about this? He winked at me. Case closed.
But it wasn't enough. It was never enough. If Sakina had her way, Ranbir Kapoor wouldn't be out of her sight at all. But there was no stopping Ranbir. He got what he wanted, when he wanted, where he wanted.
And today was no exception.
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"Hello pretty lady. What's a gorgeous young thing like yourself sitting all alone?" Ranbir thought a bit of smoothtalk might just break the ice.
"I'm not alone anymore, am I?" asked Sakina sweetly. She hadn't expected Ranbir to even be near her... but here he was, sitting on her table, looking at her, talking to her. Do not faint Sakina. Not now.
Ranbir looked at Sakina with new-found respect. This girl sure knew how to smoothtalk. Almost as good as him.
"Correct. So what was a pretty lady doing by herself?" "Just waiting to see if anyone would talk to lil' old me. You're my first victim." "Oh really, should I be scared?" "Oh, not at all.. you should only ever be scared if it was you and me alone," Sakina winked.
Ranbir was shocked. She was the first girl who had ever held her own without shying or flinching away.
"Oh, I'd like to see that happen... in two weeks perhaps?" Ranbir asked as he slowly got up - stupid afternoon classes.
Sakina stood up as well. "Two weeks is a long time. But if you're patient enough, consider it a date. Oh and by the way, my name is Sakina," and with a final wink, Sakina walked towards her writing class, giddy with excitement. She had just scored herself a date with the most eligible bachelor in college.
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Edited by -saBii- - 14 years ago
Channel V Dil Dosti Dance
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