©My Last Love ✔️

Loose

"So Veer ,meet Varsha , she is your senior and a living encyclopaedia of Indian history."

"Ancient Indian history",I corrected him.

"Yeah, and this is Veer Mishra".

I was torn between these two emotions of which one was asking for some mental peace and other one was searching for my hero of this one sided love story.

I am confused right now.

I heard a fake cough .

I looked towards Veer and saw him giving me a curious look. What is he curious about anyway? Maybe I zoned out that's why....

I looked around and realized that Rohan and his entire gang was not around. They were standing at some other corner of the corridor, talking and cracking silly jokes.

Okay , so it's me and him .

"So , this is your 1st year?",I asked him .

"Yup, hope you don't follow that introduction ritual",he joked as he crossed his arms across his chest.

I frowned at this gesture but realized that he was only copying me as I , unknowingly, also crossed my arms around my chest.

I chuckled at his behaviour and  said," Why? Don't you want to introduce yourself?".

He chuckled and said," Well I have got some serious senior wale connection, so I guess introduction will definitely go smoothly".

Okay, I gave up. This guy is too awesome.

I patted him on his shoulder and said ," Well I neither follow introduction ritual nor was asked to introduce myself during my first academic year, either way, you are lucky..."

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We talked for hardly 15 minutes, but those 15 minutes were enough for me to understand that this guy is quite cool.

Veer is actually Rohan's best friend.

He decided to drop out after intermediate as he was not sure about his future stuff. He joined our college this year and right now, is my junior.

He told me that he needed some help for AIH aur hum to vaise bhi madad karne ko taiyar rehte hain, isliye Rohan aur Riddhi ne Veer aur mujhe  introduce karwaya.

I knew this. Jab bhi mere se koi kaam nikalwana hota hai tab ye log mere ko acche se buttering karne lagte hai.....living encyclopaedia of Indian history...sorry its Ancient Indian History !!! Buttering level=infinity...

As we were talking, I saw Nitin with some other guy walking towards us....

Okay , maybe I know him, he is Nitin's school buddy... what is his name??...yeah... Sameer..

I actually choose to ignore him...aisa kyun? Ye mat pucho...

"Ohh ho!! Arey wah madam!! Katai kayamat dha rhi ho!!",I heard his goofy voice .

I looked around and saw him and Sameer passing by.

He had that one goofy smile on his face..

"Thank you boss", I said as he passed by me and shouted," Yaar main Sameer ke sath ja rha hoon,kal pakka mileinge.."

I shouted an "okay" but that was definitely out of his earshot.

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Zindagi ab kaafi dino tak dull si ho gai .

Agar apne daily routine ko ek nutshell mein kar sakun toh.....sabse pehle , college and first of philosophy, ofcourse...then AIH, waving and sometimes chatting with Veer, then an hour break jab me and my girls would either invade the stall of panipuri or we would chill in our philosophy rooms...after an hour,a boring hindi lecture then ghar wapsi...

Bas aisa hi hota tha mera college time.

Boring but worth living.

Infact, that metro journey from ghar to college and college to ghar ,it's not just journey, it's an emotion...

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(After Diwali)

"Arey vo banda bilkul Bhuvan Bam jaisa dikh rha hai!!",bhai whispered screamed as he saw Sameer strolling in the park .

With those long locks, Sameer sometimes look like Bhuvan Bam .

It was a fine evening,....raat ke 11 baje the!! And our whole family was strolling in the park, the local adda of our colony.

"Arey bhai vo bb nhi hai,he is Sameer, Nitin ka dost hai"

Bhai frowned at me and said," Toh ye Nitin ka dost yahan par kya kar rha hai?"

"Arey ye aisa hi hai,raat ke samay bike par ghumta hai aur nai nai jagahon par jata hai, maybe ghumte ghumte yahan par agya.."

"Tumhe iske baare mein itna sab khuch kaise pta?"

"Nitin ne bataya and stop being Byomkesh Bakshi!!"

He sighed and said," okay fine, accha ye batao ki Nitin ka kya scene hai? I mean are you still serious about him?"

"Serious for what bhai?? I already told you, main kabhi bhi Nitin ko sach nhi bataungi...I don't want to loose him..."

As I uttered those words my gaze unknowingly went back to Sameer and the next thing i saw was something that left me shocked...

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Tab ye baat samajh mein hi nhi ai thi, ki main use kabhi kho nhi sakti...kyunki use khone se pehle use pana zaruri hai.....Tab main bhout darti thi, ki kahin use kho na doon, use sach bata kar uske samne apna mazak na bana doon...itna dar tha mere andar ki mujhe pta hi nhi chala ki mere aage piche ho kya rha hai....aur ye to bas shuruwat thi...age jo bhi khuch hua, uske baare mein aaj bhi sochti hoon, toh aakhon mein aasun ajate hain....