'Bleh...Bleh...bleh' I didn't get a single word of that taklu colonthree emoticon as I was busy staring at the samosa plate kept on his table frown emoticonMy stomach was literally screaming ...... crying for its long lost love FOOD frown emoticonHere I was dripping saliva and there mr.taklu was gobbling samosas, blabbering non-sense squint emoticon"Miss.Mishra all the best!" Mr.Prithvi's voice pulled me out of my Samosaland frown emoticon"All the best??" I had no idea what was going on till then."yup! for becoming the in-charge of the Chem fest coming next month!" he grinned ear to ear.'what?I'm in charge of chem-fest gasp emoticonI never organised my book self alone ...I have to organise such a huge event on my own? taklu must be kidding' my mind spoke as I eyed taklu, who was nodding like a garden lizard!"yes yes.. Ms.mishra.. goodluck." Taklu smiled.I , too grinned and turned towards the door.Taking slow steps, I was trying to recover from the shock."Bhoomi.... " A voice startled me.I turned to find Prithvi huffing, as if he was running."yes..." I replied giving him a confused look."Remember me?" he smiled coyly."yeah! I'm not ghajini to forget a person within minutes of meeting...mere shakal se lagta hai kya?" I showed him both my profiles.He chuckled a bit."No... mera matlab... aapko yaad nahi hum isse pehle kab mile?" he asked."na...nahi....." I shook my head."oh!! sorry.. I'm the same guy you met at Nainitaal in a party..." he said."yeah.... prithvi..." I remembered him."Finally..." he heaved a sigh ."so you teach here?" he asked casually."No... mein toh yahan toilet saaf karne aati hu aur part time black boards bhi saaf krti hu..." I was irritated due to hunger."hahaha... actually.." he was about to speak, when my tummy roared again."Excuse me.... " I started to march towards the canteen.I reached canteen and sat at a table."Bhaiya ... ek chicken sand.." I was ordering food when a student came to me."Ma'am .... hamara class.." oh yeah! I looked at my wrist watch!God! sayed aaj naseeb me bhook hi likha hai ..."Bhaiya order cancel..." I walked to the classroom.God knows when would I get food.
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Yet Again (under Editing)
RomanceBhoomi, a 25 year old chemistry lecturer unwillingly marries Rajiv through an arranged marriage set up but hates him for the past that she shares with him. Will this marriage last?or will she end up alone.. Yet again? Author's note- I wrote this...
