You own my heart ( short story series)

Part 2

How amazing is it to
Find someone who wants to
Hear about all the things that
Go on in your head

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During the whole session, bondita not even once let her eyes ,met his. Whenever, he used to look at her direction, she would quickly divert her attention to something else. This whole thing was quiet irritating for him as all the girls in the class were literally gawking at him but he didn't even once noticed her looking at him. he thought "Is she really being that ignorant? Ghar me to din bhar aas paas mandraate rehti hai. College aate hue ek din nhi hua ,and madem is suddenly changed.". but it was not the case. Bondita was somewhat angry with his behaviour today. She thouht " ghar par theek hai. Yaha bhi apna gussa nikaalne se nhi chukte. Har baat pe bas ignorance, iritation. Par jab socho ke kash is baat ki ignore kar de, tab usi baat ko pta nhi kitna bada bna dete hai. Gussa karte hai har baat pe. Agar mai ek baar gussa ho gyi na, to manana mushkil ho jayga."

The bell rang and class was over. "All right class, next class is mine too but before that, there's break. See you all after that. After that, we'll discuss about first semester projects and patterners for the same. The teams of two , decided by college authority only but if i'll not find it the pair good enough, I'll change .Got it?" (everyone answered in yes and starts to leave the class. Some students came to ask some doubts to anirudh and while he was answering one of those, he saw Aman going near bondita. Bondita was still seated on her desk ,looking for something in her notes when he came from behind and pulled out the pencil , holding her hair in a loose bun. Her long hair engulfed her sitting form completely as she was sitting while bending her head a little forward. Bondita removes the hair from her face and saw smiling form of Aman standing near her. She too smiles cause of course she was happy to meet her only friend after long vacations. she shifts to the side desk giving him space to sit.

Aman sat on the chair and pulled her chair a little to make her face towards him. Due to suddenness ,a small shriek left her mouth and she holds his shoulder for support, to save herself from falling. Aman chuckles at her cute frown. "Kya hua, Aisay kyu deekh rhi hai, jaisay kha jaygi?" he asked while ruffling her hair. Anirudh was constantly staring at both of them with displeased expression.

"Aapne dara diya mujhe. Aisay koi karta hai kya bhala. Bol dete, mai khud hi mud jaati. Gir jaati to? Pta hai, bologe mai girne nhi deta par fir bhi. Ab kab darna hai ,kab nhi , vo kaisay decide karu mai. Dar gyi thi mai." she said with a cute pout. Aman lightly chuckled. "itna darti kyu hai bondita. Yahi dar to nikaalna hai. Ab deekh, mai itni baar tujhe isi liye darata hu, taki tere man se girne ka dar hi khatam ho jaae. Chal, lunch to kar le. hmm?" Bondita nods in answer and packs her things. The class was empty at the moment. They were in mid way to leave when anirudh called for her. "Miss daas. stay back. some important discussions are pending?"

"No sir, i won't" she answered without a second thought. "Excuse me! come again please!" he said while raising his eyebrows. " I said, no sir, i won't stay back" she said a little more clear this time. " And why so. Batane ki takleef kare please". while all this was happening, aman was shocked to see bondita's behaviour. He didn't expected her to talk back to him. He was not afraid of Anirudh as he knew ,he didn't do anything wrong ,but it was his aura. Dark and mysterious. which insisted him to be quiet in front of him and maintain his distance. "Mai nhi rukungi, kyuki mai nhi rukna chahti. Am i clear now sir?" She says with little sassiness in her tone and saying this, she finally gathers some courage to look at him in the eyes but as soon as she does so, her all courage flies off the window. he says ,smirking a little while crossing his hand over his chest and leaning backwards on the desk. "Is that so miss. bondita. All right, see you in my office in five minutes. Alone"