❀ 𝐀𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ❀
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In the bustling corridors of a lively Indian high school, amidst the chaos of classes we find Meera Sharma, is the kind of girl who seems ordinary at f...
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We all students of class are in play ground some boys playing volleyball, some cricket girls are playing badminton or just sitting together. Me Rani and preeti also setting and talking, preeti is eating ice cream it is her favorite food but suddenly a ball come and hit preeti hand it cause her ice cream fell we all became shocked i and rani looked at each with a thought that now world war 3 is going to start.
As Preeti became very angry, staring at her fallen ice cream, a voice interrupted us. We all looked over and saw Harsh standing there. He said, "Sorry for that, wo I couldn't catch the ball."
But Preeti cut him off, saying, "Apna sorry apne pass rakho, mujhe mera ice cream laake do abhi, jo tumhare wajah se gir gaya."
(Keep your sorry to yourself, just bring me my ice cream now, it fell because of you.)
Harsh also became furious and retorted, "Meri wajah se kaise? Ye ground khelne ke liye hota hai, ice cream khane ke liye nahi. Ek to sorry bol raha hu, upar se akad dikha rahi hai."
(How is it my fault? This ground is for playing, not for eating ice cream. I'm already apologizing, and yet she's showing attitude.)
I tried to intervene, saying, "Arrey Preeti, koi baat nahi, hum dusra le lenge ice cream, jane do usse, ball de do."
(Hey Preeti, it's okay, we'll get another ice cream, let it go, give him the ball.) But Preeti was adamant.
She said, "Nahi, agar meri ice cream isne girayi hai to ye hi laake dega mujhe."
(No, if my ice cream fell because of him, then he will bring it back for me.)
I looked at Rani for help, but they both continued to argue with each other.
As they both continued to argue, I noticed Lakhsya and Aman approaching us. Lakhsya asked, "What happened here?"
Preeti quickly replied, "Tumhare dost ne meri ice cream gira di, isko bolo ki mujhe lake de meri ice cream."
(Your friend here knocked my ice cream down, tell him to bring me my ice cream.)
Harsh countered, "Arrey, meri wajah se kaise? Maine bola na ye ground khelne ke liye hota hai, ice cream khane ke liye nahi. Main nahi laake dunga."
(Hey, how's it my fault? I told you this ground is for playing, not for eating ice cream. I won't bring it.)
Before the argument escalated, Lakhsya intervened, saying, "I am sorry for that, it's not only his fault, we were all are also playing. Hum tumhe laa denge ice cream."
(We'll get you another ice cream.)
Preeti looked at him and said, "Apne dost ko zara samjha lo ki kaise behave karte hain ek ladki se."
(Can you please make your friend understand how to behave with a girl?)
Harsh was about to retort, but Lakhsya and Aman dragged him away after apologizing. He glanced back at me once before heading to the canteen with them.
