Chapter 3

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Saanvi pov: 8yrs ago ...

"Saanuuu...,yaar jaldi kar ,late ho jayenge yaar". My besti ankita was screeming her lungs out ,cause we were getting late for the first day of college .

" ha ha aah rahil hu yaar 2 min ".
" yaar here 2min ke chakar me bus miss ho jayege ."
"Ekto ajnabi desh aur uparse , college ka distance had hai yaar, hume college ke aas pass he apartment dhunddana padege , aur tere 2min hue ya nahi?".

" chill, yaar anku , bade bade deshon me aise chote chote batein hote rehate hai senorita ."
"Abe oi Srk ke diwani, chale waise bhi phelehi late ho rahe ".
" hoga majhi aai , chaloo".

As we was walking towards the bus station as in running some stupid biker came with such a speed that when he ride from my side his bike wheels rolled in the roadside which has water spread on it with such a force which splashed the water on me completely drenching my lower skirt and some on my face .

He was a rude hag who not even apologize for it , just speed up his bike more and ran cutting through the winds and cars like air .

"Ughh, you assholee!! , are you fucking blind or what?".
But before I say this he was no where to be seen .

" god! ,agar wo mujhe galate se mil gaya na to usee usake bike ke paisa dhounge na ki ke surf excel bhi kam padjaye ".

" Sanu , dekh pehele he late hua hai jate jate sukh jayega  tere skirt".
"Aur waise bhi , india me bhi to hota rehata hai na specially barish me , tu toh janate hai na ,jab wo samne ayega na tab dekh lenge ,philal college chalte hai ."
I didn't move from my place cause the  dress was drench and it was making me sick like yuk.
"Ab , chod  de ghussa mere ma pls".
" Ghussa chod du,"I said keeping my hands on my waist "it na asan nahi hai!, uss kamine ki wajase mere puri dress kharab  hue hai ,aur me en bhege hue kapdome ,new york ke sadko par khadi ,befakoofo ke tarha khadi hu aur ab kya kroinge haa!!".

" uff, mere kareena kapoor ,pls tere drame se me bore ho rahi hu ,ab chale
Ye tough look tum chale chalte bhi de sakte ho ". She said while I was glaring at her and both started to laugh on our filmy dialogues .

" but me chodne wali nahi hu ha , koni doubt mat rakna dil, lavangi mirchi hu me kolhapur ke". And again we started to laugh and at the same time the bus came and we head towards the college .

As we enterd the primises of university I was in aww .
This will be the place where I will get my dream prince charming .

As I was roaming my eyes looking every corner of this huge building i spotted something which made my to sour.

"Anku, dekh ye nahi bike hai na , jisne mujper wo road ka pani udayata ,dekh to zara".
" umm,ha lag to wahi rahi hai , tu kya karne soch rahi sanu ?,dekh aaj pehela din hai to mujhe lagta aaj ke din rehana dete hai kal dekh lenge thik hai ".
" No..no.no.no,not in the fucking  way I am going to leave this , bade bujurg keheke gaye hai ,"kal kare so aaj kar aaj kare so aab , chalo mere besti eska bend banate hai aab " ".

I started walking in the direction of the parking area pulling anku with me ." saanuu..,chod na yaar , kyapata kisi bad boys ki bike hue to yaar pure saal problems zalne padege , kahi wo hamara jeena  na haram karde.mat kar yaar sanu aisa , musibat ho jayege "

"Maine kaha tha chid wale nahi hu me , koni doubt mat rakna" with this i came towards the bike but manna padega yaar bike mast hai , ese kharab karne ka bilkul maan nahi par kya karu badla to lena padega .

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