Short Stories of INFATUATION!

Khubsoorat मोड़

Hello everyone! ✋😄

First of all, Thank You🙏 for choosing my short story book to read. It's my first attempt in writing. I hope I'll not disappoint y'all. Please forgive me, if I had done a mistake anywhere. 😋

Hopefully, the readers will enjoy.  *fingers crossed*🤞

Happy Reading!💚

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"WOW Chahat! You have passed  MAINS with flying colours. Yayyyyyy!!!!!! Wohouuuuuu!!! I knew it. Its party time! Yayy!!!! ...... Chahat!  Chahat! "

" Chahat! Chahat!! Why are you smiling? You sleepy idiot! Wake up its 9AM already." My Mom screamed breaking my dream for which I'm eagerly waiting to turn into reality. Again Mamma enquired "Don't you have classes today? Urghhhhh You sleepy head! Now get up and help me these if you don't have any classes." by pointing towards the garden.

At the name of classes, I got up from the bed and rushed towards the washroom in a bullet train speed startling her. I screamed from there only, " Mamma, I do have classes.  I told you yesterday only. Why didn't you woke me up early?" And as usual, she started her rantings and lectures on my carelessness and sleep.  #MomsNeverChange

Finishing my daily chores and my breakfast as fast as I could, I reached my bus stop after waving my Mamma a bye. She nags me a lot but what to do, I love her so damn much. Ok so here I'm waiting for the bus and yes surprisingly I'm on time. Yay!!! See I'm a fast girl.

While waiting I saw a group of teenagers in Sarees and Tuxedos as well. I guess, there must be some function in their school and they all are here waiting for their bus. And I could see that two of them are Lovebirds also. ( I can sense it at first glance  * Pulling my collars up*   ) 

Then suddenly my bus came and I hurriedly got into that and the teenage group also got into it. I took a seat and coincidentally the lovebirds of that group sat in front of my seat. They were a bit shy with each other, their attraction towards each other is visible. There was some awkwardness as well but I guess the silence was giving them the much-wanted warmth. The boy was mesmerised by the girl. And there is no indifference from the girl's side as well. By glancing at them I got floated down the lanes of my very own memories of my school days. And the very special day among the memories got flashed across my mind:

That day was Teacher's Day, the day for which we wait for 12 years in school life just because on that day we will get to wear Sarees and boys will wear formals. But when the excitement turned into nervousness for me,  I didn't realise that. The reasons were: I was hosting the celebration, was going to teach the students, had to carry myself in that saree( which I've worn for the first time) and the most nerve-wracking reason was 'HIM'.

I wanted to look perfectly presentable to him on that day. It was a euphoric feeling but my nervousness was taking the worst out of me. And on top of it, he hasn't arrived yet. I had arrived way before the time just due to my anxiety and nervousness but it had cost me pretty much high when he was not present there. Rupsa, my co-host called me out of my trance as it was nearly the time to start the event and I eyed towards the entrance for the last time hoping to catch a glimpse of him. But Alas! He wasn't there. He has once mentioned to his friends and the sneaky me had heard it that he doesn't like to waste time on parties and celebrations, so I guess he won't come this time as well.

Sighing away my thoughts and pasting a huge smile on my face, Rupsa and me climbed the stairs of the dais. Though I had a foul mood, I was managing my part pretty well, thanks to the practice of days.