SLOWLY muttering the names, Naina's finger grazed some of the books arranged in the shelves of the library and pulled them out. She held them one top of the other and stode towards the bench where Sameer was sitting. A stifled whimper escaped her lips as she felt the weight of the books on her arms. Sameer scurried to her, offering her help to carry those. "Main kuch le leta hoon." As he grasped the entire pile of books from her, Naina watched him with a look of uncertainty and clasped both her palms, as they both walked together holding the books.
After he placed them on the table, they both sat on chairs facing each other. Naina held a book, in an attempt to apprise him of the syllabus. "Yeh Rasayaan ki kitaab hai--", Sameer cut her off before she could speak anymore.
"What's this?"
"Rasaayan! Abhi toh kaha!"
"Yeh kya Sanskrit mein bol rahi ho!"
"Hindi mein bolo naa, please!", he requested after receiving a look of confusion from Naina. She was about to snap at him for questioning her knowledge of the language, when she understood his predicament. Of course, coming from a reputed English Medium School, he would not know Hindi appropriately.
Naina chuckled thinking how the word sounded Sanskrit to him. "Its the Chemistry book!" Buddhu, she added mentally.
Sameer passed a relieved smile, nodding his head.
One by one, Naina briefed him the syllabi of all the subjects, proceeding to hand him her notes on them as well. "Teen din ke andar waapas kardena. Kuch hi dino baad waise bhi units shuru hone wale hain", she warned him.
Sameer replied with a sly smile, "Love letter thodi hai jo zindagi bhar rakhunga?" The moment the words left his mouth, he bit his tongue, mentally chiding himself. He could never learn what to say where. Naina's eyes widened in surprise and she left in an excuse to finish her duties, not before passing him a glare.
She came back after a few minutes only to find him frowning at the formulae on a copy before him. "Yaar, how would I memorise these formulae? Yaad hi nahi rehta mujhe kuch", he mumbled to himself.
Naina bit her lips, thinking for a while. She then cleared her throat, drawing his attention and sung one of the formulae in the melody of the famous Dil Deewana. " a²+b²+2ab=(a+b)²"
After a line or two, Sameer found himself repeating the same after her and was astonished at how easily he remembered it in just a few seconds. "Woah!", he exclaimed, "Yeh toh kitna easily yaad ho gaya!"
He then went near her, grinning eye to eye. "Thank you, Naina!" His countenance morphed slowly into a guilty one, tightly lipped as he slowly said, "Sorry too."
Naina shook her head at the quiet Sameer before him. She gestured him towards the wall clock, indicating the period would soon be over. "I know these notes wouldn't entertain you for a lifetime", she replied and walked over, suppressing a chuckle at the confused mess Sameer was.
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It was the last period of the day and Munna-Pandit couldn't keep calm, afterall Sameer had been tortured for so long.
Hardly did Sameer come back to his place in the classroom, when their frowns turned into happy smiles and they bombarded him with their never-ending questions.
"Yaar, tune uss behenji ke saath itna waqt kaise guzar liya?" Munna was the first to express his distaste.
"Behenji who?" Sameer's furrowed brows and narrowing eyes made his confusion outright evident.
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Aye Mere Humsafar |SamAina
RomanceCity: Ahmedabad, Year: 1990 Naina Agarwal, a quintessential good girl popularly known among her classmates as that "padhaku" girl, had big hopes in her little eyes. Her life had always revolved around her family and her academics. The dreamy place o...
