• Blooming Feelings •

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Sameer was absolutely surprised when Naina said those beautiful lines which unintentionally touched his heart. A slow smile crept on his boyish lips as he stared at her scurrying to her home...He simply rose on his feet and went out of the society to do his work.

As instructed by Sameer, Naina pleaded with Pratiksha to meet her near the street food special place after school, and Pratiksha unwillingly agreed...they were attending a boring class, and Naina was yawning out of sleepiness. She boringly glanced at Anjali, and the poor girl almost bumped her head on the bench in her deep slumber. A snicker escapes from her mouth, and Naina turned back excitedly to inform Pratiksha to watch the funny scene happening behind them on the last row seat, but just then she remembered that they were not on talking terms, and this shit hit her really hard, gloominess covered her face promptly and Naina shook her head in disbelief.

"Miss.Sharma." A loud, deep voice echoed in the classroom, and Everyone shifted their heads toward the sleeping beauty, who was oblivious of her surroundings.

"Miss.Anjali Sharma." The strict man roared at the poor girl, who opened her heavy eyelids in a jerk. She quickly stood up in eerie, and said hurriedly - "Good Morning Sir."

The man with an intimidating aura glared at his irresponsible student for sleeping like a fool in the ongoing class, and Anjali uncomfortably adjusted her uniform. Naina gave an empathetic smile to her best friend, but internally she was laughing hysterically looking at Anjali being scolded by their teacher for showing carelessness and disinterest in learning about science concepts. It was funny how Anjali, the girl who never listened to anyone, was obediently getting rebuked by a middle-aged man and wasn't uttering a word.

"Tumhe yahan sone ke liye nahi bheja jata hai, if you love your sleep so much then do one thing, don't come here and waste everyone's time." Mr.Kumar yelled at Anjali in a sharp tone, he is acknowledged as one of the most dangerous teachers in the entire school.

"Sorry Sir, it won't happen next time," Anjali said in a low voice.

"Better if it doesn't happen again, this time I am sparing you, but next time I won't." He warned her in a stringent tone and looked at everyone to check if any of them was sleeping or paying attention to his words. Sighing, he turned back to the board and resumed his teaching.

Anjali let out a deep breath, and glanced at Naina, saying through her annoying eyes - "Kaha fas gayi main."

Naina gave a benevolent look, and told her best friend through her expressions - "Sorry babe, I was helpless."

"It's ok, yaar." Anjali mouthed in understanding.

"What's happening here?" Mr.Kumar questioned the two girls, who were chatting with each other through their eyes and expressions.

"Nothing Sir," Naina replied to him in a meek tone, and He clenched his jaw.

"This is my last warning to everyone present here, agar maine kisi ko bhi baat karte...ya sote hue dekha...toh next time I won't allow them to attend my class, and it's my promise." Mr.Kumar threatened every student out there in a firm voice, and his eyes were enough to dwindle their audacity to go against his strict rules.

"Am I clear?" He asked everyone in a loud voice, and They screamed in unison - "Yes Sir."

"Great, I want my students to be disciplined and focused, irresponsibility towards studies won't be entertained by me henceforth." Mr.Kumar spoke with a phlegmatic visage and grabbed the pen from the table to highlight the important parts of the ongoing lesson.

"Deva, aaj toh baal baal bach gayi main," Naina exclaimed with a relieved smile and shifted her whole attention to the whiteboard.

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