Jaanta Tha

Chapter 3

Mansi and Warisha were doing there respective works while listening to some soft music. Being a medical student, Mansi hardly got any time for herself and because she was busy, Warisha didn't feel like doing anything either.

"I am telling you Warish! Yeh Bollywood movie wale na ekdum.. Ekdum.. Ekdum fraud hote hai! " Mansi humped closing her 3 inch fat book.

Warisha looked up from her notebook in which she was inking her short story homework. "I know right? Khana khane tak ka time milta nahi hai and upar se yeh fest! Why? Why I chose Event as my co- curriculum! " Warisha cried hitting her forehead with the same notebook. "I swear Pani! There is no fun! Aur movies jaise handsome ladke bhi nahi hai. " she complained on which Mansi laughed. "Dude, ladke to bohout hai but tu yeh bol ke tujhe koi handsome nahi lagta. Jajta hi nahi aankon me koi.. " Mansi winked as she sung the Sanam rendition. Warisha blushed red hitting her with cushion, "Shut up! "

She paused when the soft music stopped as it ended and the guitar tune of the next song began which was none other than 'O mere Dil k Chain' the same one with which Mansi was teasing her. Both the friends exchanged looks and then began laughing as they enjoyed the song laying on their bed.

"Yaar Warish.. Three month hogaye ate yaar but ek bhi umeed nahi dikhi. We are in same city after all! "

Warisha looked at her, "Mansi, tu aise bol rahi hai jaise Mumbai me rehne waale Sanamians to roz unse milte hai. "

"You know what I mean na! "

"Haa haa I know. You mean, not a single show or clue after their live shows? " she asked.

"Exactly! " Mansi sighed.

"Soon baby, soon. " Warisha said hopefully getting back to her homework.

While doing her work Mansi got a call from her classmate; she answered the call and began chanting some symptoms to person on other side. Warisha rolled her scribbling more words in her notebook.

"Acha.. One sec.. " Mansi asked the person to hold and then she asked Warisha to pass her the book which was kept on other side.

"What? Which one? " Warisha asked confused.

Mansi tried to point it, "Aray woh.. Chor! Copy de! " She snatched the notebook from Warisha and opened the last page of her book, "Haa bol.. " Mansi scowled at Warisha when she saw that last page was half torn and filled with doodle. She turned the page and wrote some topic name or whatever and then she disconnected the call.

"Yeh kya? Tune half page kyu farah and that too doodle one? " Mansi asked her friend showing her the book.

At first Warisha narrowed her eyes trying to think of the reason why she tore the last page and as she realized it, her eyes went wide as saucer.

"Aankhen hi bari karti rahegi ya bataegi bhi! " Mansi slapped her shoulder lightly.

"Apology note! " was all Warisha said and that was enough for Mansi, "Wow! " Mansi began to laugh and Warisha frowned, "has kyu rahi hai? What's the big deal? "

"Nothing... bas aise hi. " she winked. Warisha stuck her tongue at Mansi taking her copy back from her and kept looking at the last page, trying to remember what was written on the torn part. She smiled when she noticed that the 'Sa' of his name was with her and she wondered where the 'Sha' from her name was, which together made 'SaSha'.

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"Sha?" Samar read.

"Samar! Kya paper lekar baitha hai tu? Please help me yaar. I can't reach there! " Sanam called his brother while he struggled to apply ointment on his back.