Sanyukta's POV:
"This isn't my cup of tea, No not at all" I felt like screaming at the top of my voice, looking at the way I have been forced to dress.. Heavy Lehenga and all sorts of jewellery which my forefathers had once left for my family, totalling covering me. It was as if I have just been arrested for life. I so wished I could just get out of all this mess. As soon as Sameer's family went out of my sight, I quickly removed the 'Bahu Sanyukta' from me and got into 'The real Sanyukta' attire..
I was always wanted to do something new, I love to face challenges.. When I saw the announcement in the notice board, I knew what I have to do next.. In fact, my next task was to learn guitar. Competition had been announced, it will be organized in a 6 months time. They had given opportunity to everyone, so that even beginners like me can participate. For the past two days, I was searching like a maniac for an institution where I can learn guitar. Finally, found one very near to my house. Called them up and registered my name. I am on my way to Day 1 of my new found love, Guitar class.
When I entered the class, there were 11 students on the whole. Out of which 7 of them were guys. I was scanning the place, with my scanner eyes, it was one such beautiful place with lovely ambience. My eyes stopped when it landed on one particular guy, he was dressed in blue, slight beard, charming smile and killer eyes. He was talking to a fellow classmate, the moment I saw him, I was attracted to him. I just wished to get a seat near him.. I rushed to the place where he was standing and took a seat next to him.. He turned, without looking at me, went slowly and stood in the centre of the hall.
"So guys are we ready for the class? I am Randhir Singh Shekawat, your instructor. You can call me Randhir.. I will be handling your classes. I am really very happy to have you all here. Lets start with your introduction.. First person in the left corner of the first row, please start the proceedings.." he said and smiled. My heart skipped a beat. .. "God he is my instructor. How lucky Am I? I am sure its gonna be fun" My heart was excited.. I patted it a bit "Itni b exciting hone ki zaroorat nahi hai.. You are already engaged.. Mind you Sanyukta!"
I was admiring Randhir, with my mouth wide open.. He was looking so damn handsome.. I came to reality when someone patted on my shoulder.. "Miss, its your turn. Introduce yourself!" a guy by my side smiled.. "Oh haan.. Hi hello I am Sanyukta Agarwal, you can call me Sanyukta.. I am here to learn guitar. My aim is to take part in my college competition and give a tough fight to the others." I hurried.
Randhir smiled seeing her, once again.. "Interesting Sanyukta.. I like you. You would like to participate rather than winning.. Thats quite good.. Dont worry, I ll make sure you give a tough fight indeed"
There it started, the moment he said "I like you" I knew, this guy isnt just a passing cloud in my sky.. He was going to be my sky himself. I am not a person who believed in love at first sight, but that was history. Now, I have fallen for this guy.. Every passing day, my love for him grew by leaps and bounds. He had some magic in his eyes, every time he looked at me, it made me blush, a feeling that I never experienced when Sameer was around.
The way he sits on the chair, holds his guitar, his fingers that dances on the chords, his voice when he sings closing his eyes, every damn thing increased the respect and love I had for him.. When he sings, it was as if he was singing for me. Every time, he would come near me, I deliberately used to play it wrong. The moment my wrong tune, murders his ears, he would turn by my side, hold my hand with his right and my guitar with his left and enclose me in a virtual hug. I would look at him, but he would still focus on the chords of my guitar. This doubled my respect for him. If he would do this everyday, I can pretend to be his weak student all my life.
Days passed, he became a very good friend of mine.. After all, I was his best 'weak' student, the amount of time he spent on me is doubled to the amount of time he spent on others. Randhir used to maintain a safe distance even when he sits by my side, as if he had calculated it. He was such a fun loving guy.. He used to make me laugh my heart out.. I forget this world and others whenever he was around, such was his dominance on me.
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Not Meant To Be Together
FanfictionNot Meant To Be Together is a OS from me on Sandhir.. Do read and enjoy!