Close To Heart❤️❤️💕

69.💙

Next day behir goes to college and while entering through college gate Bela saw Aparna waving at Mahir (she was waving her friend which was behind mahir at some distance.) She got very angry and glared at her añd Aparna also see her this time and she also glared... Mahir didn't saw these exchanges because he was busy at phn. Bela hold his arm to show her... Aparna rolled her eyes...

M: Kya hua Bela? Tum thek ho na?

B: Ha m thek hu... Mujhe kya hona h?

M: Nhi tumne ye meri arm aisi pakri na isliye... Tumhe chakkar to nhi aa rhe? Ghar jana h kya wapas? M to bol rha hu college

B: (cuts him) I am fine... Pareshan mat ho... Kitne sweet ho tum😍... Kitni fikr krte ho meri... Mne to aise hi arm pakri thi...

M: Oh then it's fine... Mujhe lga ki... Choro... Tum kse b pakar skti ho meri arm vo kya h na kai baar fikr ho jati h... Tum ho hi itni sensitive si, najuk si ... Apna dhyan b nhi rakhti tum... (Holds her shoulder)

B: So sweet😍😍

Ritík: O Laila Majnu!! Apni duniya se bahr aao... Ye college h tumhara bedroom nhi... Sb dekh rhe h tumhe aur class ka time ho rha h... Vse b suna h nya wala professor pagal h thora... Gabbar bol rha tha...

B: Nya professor kon? Vo b iss time pe? Aadhe se zyada sal nikal gya?

Karan: Arre vo kya h na hamare principal sir ke mind m kch nya aaya h iss time pe... Unhone socha hme English to aati h bht ache se aur hindi b thek thak aati h pr hum hamari sanskriti bhulte jaa rhe h... Aur isliye vo hamare liye sanskriti gyan aur sanskrit ke new teacher laye h... Hme sikhane ke liye... Unke hisab se hum m values nhi bache...

Behir: What?? Sanskrit??

Vikku comes: Ye princi na pagal ho gya h... Uss sanskriti aur sanskrit ke teacher ko laye to laye pr mere piche kyu lga diya? New h to m sb btau...

M: Relax Vikrant... Kya hua isme phir?

Vik: Kya hua? Tumhe pta nhi h mile nhi na usse... Jao class ka time ho rha h...

B: Ok... Shant ho jao tum pr...

They goes to their class... Behir sit together...

M: Bela tum comfortable ho na?

B: Ha mahi... I am fine... Pani dena...

M: lo... (He carries a separate water bottle now like school children for Bela and a tiffin also...)

One man in mid-thirties enters in class...

P: Suprabhat chhatro... (Good morning children).

Bela was drinking water but choked listening this...

B: What?

M: belaa!! Carefully...

Rubs her back...

B: yeah...

P: Ravivar ke avkash ke purv humne aap sbhi ko ek grah karya diya tha... Aasha h aap sbne kar liya hoga... (Before Sunday's holiday I gave you one homework. Hope you all must have done it.)

R: Ye kya bol rha h?

Shivi: Pta nhi...

Crystal: (to shivi) pta to tb hoga na jb college aao to aur aake class m rho na ki apne sapno ki duniya m...

Shivi: kya boli?😠 Teri inti hi

P: (cuts everyone) kaksha m shanti bnaye rakhe... Vrna mujhe na chahte huye b pradhanacharya ko btana parega aap sbke naam... (Maintain silence in class... Or I have to tell principal your names...)