"Yaar, aaj sir itne gusse mein kyun hain?" one of the students whispered, leaning closer to her friend.
Her friend smirked, lowering her voice. "Arre, pregnant wife hai na unki. Kuch... kar nahi paaye honge. Jab insaan satisfied nahi hota, toh aise hi chidh-chidha ho jata hai."
The first girl gasped, her eyes widening. "Oh my God! Main toh kabse ready hoon," she said with a dramatic pout.
"Toh jaa na, approach kar. Kya pata maan bhi jaayein. Abhi chances hain," her friend teased, raising an eyebrow mischievously.
"In itne gusse mein?" She looked utterly horrified. "Nahi yaar, mujhe toh thoda daar lagta hai."
Her friend rolled her eyes. "Toh class ke baad baat kar. Break mein, free lecture mein, ya phir college ke bahar... kahin toh mil lenge."
"Maine agar kuch bola na, toh sir meri khaal hi udhed denge!" she said nervously, swallowing hard.
"Haan, but sir frustrated toh lag rahe hain aaj," the first girl whispered, glancing cautiously toward the front of the class.
"Exactly! Aur kitne mahine ho gaye na... ab toh uska pet bhi dikhne laga hai," her friend added with a sly grin.
"Yaar, ab hasa mat! Agar sir ne sun liya ya dekh liya, toh humari toh khair nahi," she whispered nervously, glancing around.
"Main kahan hasayi? Main toh sirf sach bol rahi hoon," her friend defended, holding back a laugh.
"Sach bolte hue hi hasi aa rahi hai!" the first girl retorted, covering her mouth to stifle a giggle.
"Kyun? Ab isme kya funny hai?"
"Bas ye soch kar ki sir waise pyaar karte bhi honge ya bas shadi ho gayi, toh obligation mein sab ho gaya," she chuckled, her cheeks flushing. "Shayad kisi aur ko imagine karke karte honge."
"Of course! Koi aur hi hoga unke sapno mein. Tumhe lagta hai sir unko pasand karenge? Arre, unke bhi koi standards hain!" her friend said with a smug expression, crossing her arms confidently.
"Sabse zyada funny toh tab lagega jab ye sochti ho ki sir isse pyaar karte hain," she giggled quietly, covering her mouth.
"I really doubt it," her friend replied, shaking her head. "tabhi to uss par itna gussa karte the.. and punish bhi karte the."
"Exactly," the first girl agreed, lowering her voice further. "But still, imagine how sad sir must feel... rehna toh uske saath hai bina pyaar ke."
"Arre, arrange marriage mein toh aisa hi hota hai," her friend shrugged. "Phir dheere-dheere pyaar ho hi jata hai."
"Tujhe sir chahiye ya nahi?" the first girl teased, smirking.
"Chahiye toh," she admitted with a sly grin, "lekin lag nahi raha ki mil paayenge."
"Kya pata, sir interested ho kisi extra-marital affair mein?" the first girl joked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nahi yaar," her friend immediately dismissed the idea. "He's not that type. Bhale hi relationship mein khush na ho, but sir cheater nahi lagte."
"Partner bhi toh dekh na tu," she added with a knowing look.
"Still," her friend insisted, shaking her head thoughtfully.
"Yeah, that's true though," one of them giggled.
"Chal, leave it now," her friend replied.
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Fated To Love You
FantasyIt was their fate to be together. But, she was scared to be with him. She was scared to fall in love once again. She was scared to get hurt once again. Their were so many barriers in their love life, but he was ready to fight to remove all obstacles...
