A cute love story real romantic girl

A cute love story Chapter1 Entry in B-school
Finally,I am in the B-school here ( I am Aakriti), a new city
lucknow away from my home all for the first time ,but this
wasn’t easy for me . After a lot of struggle and hard work, I am
here. Hey let me introduce myself as a very sweet, innocent
looking girl (as what people who saw me for the first time say
about me,) with the immense power to go turn impossible to
possible, love to live life on her own conditions, do not like to
dominate and hate to be dominatedas well (this is what I am
saying aboutmyself) and you will come to know more about
me as you read further.. So my 1st entry in the college.
ooops…secondbecause I came here for GDPI before also, so I
entered the college with my mom and uncle .My uncle , the
younger brother of my father , According to me he can be the
best person to take interview of any person . This I am not
saying because he is the expert of business communicationor
finance or marketing but because he know how to irritate the
other person by asking lots of question …… take for example ---
When we entered the hostel for the first time , we found there
was a lot of hue and cry for rooms, where on one hand I was
tensed by the scene there , my chachu stand still to look the
warden that what was she wearing, it wasn’t a sari or a suit,
and my chachu is only habitualto see ladies in suit or sari. Well
that day my warden was wearing some white top and a long
snicker type something a bit long as above knees which was

quite looking odd that time but the interesting thing of that
moment was how in that 20 min of confusion aboutgirls and
rooms , my dearchachu managed to get almost every
informationabout the warden that is she married or not? Who
is there in her family ,her name and many more as if he has
come there for my
marriage and getting all information about the boy and his
family , after some time ,I saw her holding her heads tight as if
she was going to cry for a disprin or saridon ,she left all the girls
and first gave me my room no. 103 keys. So I was talking about
my entry in my college. The difference in entering a school and
a B school is that in school you come with your parents and in
the B school your parents come just for being with you…. As I
climbed the stairs to move to the PGDM office... there stands
my respected seniors staring at me like animalsin zoo do when
any new animalis bought there and staring me as if saying
,”come my dear we will show you the real life here .” One of
them moved right towards me may be for raging purpose but
suddenly my mom calledme from the back ….”wait for me beta
m coming” ,I saw that guy giving me a look as if I was his first
bakra to get cut and then, he went the other way off…..I
ignored and said to myself lets face them all. Thisis also the
part of life.
Chapter2 chambers of secret

Now my hostel …….here you come to the chambers of
secret…the girls hostel….Looks like a heaven to boys from
outside but it’s a hell from inside especially for a girl like me.
You may think that you get to get many friends when you live
with so many species of your kind but actually you don’t .GIRLS
CAN SEEM TO BE BUT CANNOT BE FRIENDS AT ALL. While I was
coming to live here I was continuouslyprayingto God to give
me a decent room partner, who is dedicatedtowards studies
and who must not be having any boyfriends. But…….. My first
day in hostel. As I entered the hostel one of the ladies in white
top and snickers commented, “O has she also come here to do
the MBA? She looks so small, a student of 8 th class.”
Before I could give her the looks for that I found she is only th
warden. I kept silent. There was a lot of confusion as the
warden was not able to fix the rooms for girls but finally I got
room no 103... I was too tired ,it was day time and me ,my
mom and my uncle were sitting in the room having rest,
suddenly someone entered the room with a ban…….dashhhhh.
I was in lowers and that was my roomy with his cousin elder
brother .She came ,occupied the bed ,locked her wardrobe ,had
a few talk with us , and went out to next room to talk other girl
because she belong to her home town, my GOD I said to myself
WHAT WAS THAT……. Am I going to live with her????????????
My mom left me that very day in the hostel. In the room front
of my room there livedDeepika and Deepali. I was alone in my

room and as I moved towards other half of the room ,my
roomy has pinneda slip on the board above the study table as –
“hello dear roomy” and I liked that. After 2 daysmy mom and
uncle returned to my home town .I really felt like crying a bit as
I was saying bye to my mom at the gate. and there called out
my dearest warden madam shouting come beta come let your
mom go ,now we are your family,….in half an hour the hostel
was full of girls everyone shouting here and there ,but my
roomy wasn’t still there and I was really waiting for her to
come. Finallyshe came and later I came to know that even she
thought the same about me “WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO
LIVE WITH HER?” Slowly we talked among our selves and I
found that she wasn’t that difficult to tackle. We went outside
the room and talk to different girls. I found no one like me and
no one good. In my neighborthe same two sisters were going
to live with whom I had my GDPI. I said hello to one of them,
she was Sneha. As the night was getting darker and darker and
there was silence all around suddenly some one came inside
our room , the EXPREESSSION QUEEN SUPRIYA .IT WONT BE
WRONG IF I SAY THE MOST DREADFUL PERSON IN OUR
HOSTEL,BUT I REALLY LIKE THE WAY SHE TALKS .BINDAS . I was
trying to adjust to this new environment , I was trying to take
all
what new life is giving to me .The discussion that night (
oaf it was a great discussion and actuallya gathering of all

kanpurianswhich includes, me( unfortunatelyin spite of not
being kanpuriyanbut because it was my room), Nishi(my
roomy), Supriya ,her roomy Shruti( my future close friend in the
hostel), Shivi (who later had to left this hostel with 8 other girls
because of no space),they talkedall things with joy and full
expressions like about Mariyampur(theircommon school) ,all
boys (only handsome and dashing ones), condom
advertisements (quite Hi-fi talk for me that time) etccccc ) with
all. The friends were quite cool, all a new experience for me ,
still a lot many changes to come in my life , here with friends
….. Next day morning as the new life started, I said a very good
morning to luck now and started my day. I got up early, got
ready, prayed to God, and then went on for the college with
the group of hostel girls. There we all went straight to canteen
as it was announced that we will get the breakfast in the
canteen. I had a cup of tea and bread butter which I wasn’t
used to. And there all hostellers boys were also sitting,
suddenly a seniorguy entered and all the boys stood up to wish
him saying good morning sir. I laughedto myself and thought
this is the second phase of raging. Suddenlythis dreadful
expression queen shouted to run to see the list for sitting
arrangement as per sections, and it was the first time when I
have to leave my cup of tea and ran to see the list. The entire
crowd was there for the same purpose. All boys and girls were
hanging on it ,.well my lecture was very very boring a

communicationclass by Sulekha madam , and what she was
teaching ,I was thinking if these low class concepts are to be
taught at MBA college.. Well classes went on. Finallywe were
released at 1:00 and we went to mess for khadi chapattiand
rice, my favorite .It was too hot to eat in these summers but
too tasty to eat after not having a proper breakfast in the
morning.
3. Badmintontrail and first crush in the college
THAT day it was a trial for badmintonand It happenedthat
I went to the court, where AD (AMANDEEP, one of my popular
senior among girls,) was taking the trials .I was exposed to all
these things first time in my life I mean with boys , never had
the coed educationbefore in life and I was all confused that
time . When he asked me Head or tail I got scared don’t know
of why and replied that anything sir AND there entered my 4th
crush of life but 1st college of MBA college. (This proved to be
the most effective among all 4 crushes) commenting Sir
anything………Neerajsir (Ist time I am not hating to call a senior
sir, otherwise seniors has forced sir and madam on us) I was
angry for my foolishness and his behaviorbut I playedwell and
won that time, and I also won someone’s heart who knows
……………….FROM NEXT day I showed a lot of interest in playing
badminton.I was enjoying life here and I want to enjoy more...I

want to play. But I was being noticed by him ….I ignored but
something was cooking ……….but what m I to do with that ….. I
had many contradictory thoughtsat the same time. But that
day evening time as usual when I went to play badmintonwhen
no one was interested to do so I saw him walking that way. To
get his attraction I called my friend Geetika from his back and
he turned…..andI likedthat..... I started enjoying this knows.
After some time as he saw me confused and trying to get the
rackets as all rackets were occupiedby the seniors he took my
side and said to one of my senior to allow me to play as I have
the match and my second foolishness there. I said that it not
my match to play,poor Néeraj sir he remained quite and
laughingon my foolishnesswhich he took as my innocence. HE
WASN’T ANGRY WITH ME .That day first time I talk to him
although, I talk aboutmy interest in playingbadmintonand he
told me about the bad inventory of college for players but
suddenly he realized he had talked much to me and he went to
other side.
Next day I was sitting in the library with Shruti and,
Deepika with his new boyfriendwho is one of our senior Varun
sir (first) was sitting behindus. (The last day I saw the list of
marks of seniors and I was more interested in marks of NEERAJ
SIR oopshe is Mr. ., Neeraj verma.i saw in the list. I was happy
because he scored very well and I formed first impression
about him as being very studious.)so as we were sitting and

reading suddenly Varun sir (first) called arey aaee verma sahib ,
and my ears were all focused on it as I saw back there stands
my dearest ( almost dearest now) Mr. Neeraj Verma. I saw him
and he saw me. I turned back after realizing enough of it. ..
Now I was more enjoying it. It was my college first crush and
after the CAT first time I found someone to be interesting. I
exactly don’t know what was there on his mind but I guess he
was also enjoying it. After all everyone has right of it……first I
thought it was my mistake but actuallynot ,as I came out of the
library ,He came out too , now my liking is turning to my loving.
I really want to flirt with someone and want him to flirt with me
too but from a distance only. That day it rained all night and
many of the girls didn’tgot up to go to the college ,but I as
usual got up and got ready ,prayed to God and left for my first
lecture. That day I went straight to the canteen for my
breakfast and I saw Mr. Neeraj verma , he was coming out and I
was entering and as usual I wished him saying good morning sir
,he replied too( only with eyes) though one of the senior was
watching this and I don’t know what fun she was getting from
me callingsir to him. Then after havingthe tea I went to the
common room and sat there studying there (as it was
announcedno first class)...I was so focused but suddenly I
heard some one calledout from the door of common room
neerajjjjjj.I saw there .O my God! he was sitting just near me
and I didn’tsaw him .So busy with myself. But why was he

sitting there? What could be the reason .whateverrrrrrrrrrr.
Why m I thinking of him….then I went for the lecture yes it was
Mishra sir class. A very good teacher but not good as a person.
Because for me to respect a man is one thing most important
and that is how much he respects women…he was very good as
professor. And he was a professional. But it was famous about
him that he has wrong relationshipwith one
of a senior girl who is also famous as Mrs . . . . Mishra in
college. How cheap .But this is one of the facts of corporate
world .These give and take relationshipsare very different from
what I think….oopscoming back to Mr. Neeraj verma (my first
college crush). He was cool but sometimes boys cannot be
understood .Yes as the lecture got over I came out of the class
and what I saw was something I didn’tlike as such . He was
outside my class , sitting doing some thing on his lappi(laptop).
Why was he there? Why ……..I don’t know what was in him but
still I liked him. He was likeable…he was this. he was that. He
was……
4. Freshers
AND on the day of fresher’s! I was so tensed because I
asked mama to send my sari through courier. But the man
didn’t turn up that day. Thanks to my roomy she had two and
she allowed me to have one, also Aastha helped with the
petticoat problem. FinallyI went to the parlor with friends as I

was moving out with my roomy , Nishi and some senior
madams were entering and they commented look small kids
are going to parlor…… Well I got ready and moved to hostel
back from parlorand I entered the college dressed beautifully
in light blue sari with silver jewelery, light make up slightly
tensed and confused. Moving with Deepikaand Nishi my
roomy. Nishi entered first and there was attendance and guess
who stood there ,O MY GOD I didn’t thought about it and there
was Mr. neeraj verma ,as I went to him for attendance for a
moment he stand still watching me move in and I m liking it . As
I told him my name he showed me the finger towards the other
senior maybe section wise .Then I went for the programme.
After the programmes there was DJ party arranged for us. On
the dancing floor I was enjoyingand I heard that some of the
seniors
were dancing and they were drunk. But this time my eyes
were searching for some one in fact not there yes it was Mr.
.neeraj verma. My eyes searched and searched for him but he
wasn’t there .Where he went was what going continuouslyin
my mind “Mr. Neeraj Verma”. But so sad he wasn’t there
…….then I moved to take food with my big group and what I
saw , was something which I can never forget , yes he was
standing there and was looking so cute,,,,,,,,,,,,,and innocent
like a child when he was eating ice-cream in a black shirt with
black jeans .He was fully black but lookedtoo cute and smart .I

liked him for that. ……. Huaahhhwell these were some
precious moments which ones go cannot come back, thinking
the same lying tired in my room after the preciousparty
.SuddenlyI heard some noise downstairs, it was the very
horrible thing , my roomy has come late after the party and
now making the hue and cry all over the hostel with Aastha and
Meetu. They came in the room in the horrible situationsaying
that their classmates made them drink…thiswas some thing
unusualfor my ears to hear but I was least concerned about
them as it was there life, what the hell they can do with it. But
after this they danced and took many pictures lying on my bed
and doing all those nonsense things which I hate. But this was
my first adjustment with her i.e. My roomy. The hostel girls
discussed this fresher topic for many days .That day was Sunday
and I went downstairs to Supriya'sroom to have chat. I sat with
Supriya and Shruti and chat chat n chat, both Supriyaand Shruti
were cool and joking.
Me --- hi Supriya –ohooo come dear ( she sounds very
sweet) Shruti---smiling but quite and in pain a bit Me ---what
happenedShruti Shruti –ulcer Supriya--- same here I said in a
joking manner-how it happenedthat you both had same
problem at the same time. Supriya commenting --- she had the
ulcer problem yesterday, but at

night we could not control and we smooched, so now even
I had the ulcer…………..AND laughinglaughing n laughing,One
could expect this answer from her because as I said before she
was cool and bindasgirl. We discussed the different
programmes at freshers. Supriya---- how stupid’s boys are
there, that fool Yash before singing the song that day started
with a phrase----this song is dedicated to all girls who do love
boys but are afraid to accept- SuddenlyShruti said--- so should
we jump on them that come we are ready ……………WE ALSO
discussed about how the marginal utilityof our seniors
increased ,raised to maximum and decreased in link with their
girlfriends .They have felt in new new love like now the juniors
do they take their girlfriend to fun ,waves for having a different
kind of fun which they could not have before coming here
staying with their parents, because their marginal utilitywas at
the peak that time, and then it became the maximum and then
as 1 years passed we could see theirdecreased marginal utility
sitting at parag together ,no fun left….. But this gave us the
opportunityto actuallyapply our economics concepts to real
life situations…hhehehheehheeeee Now I have started
enjoying this all, we named our discussionsas panchayatby
hostel girls……..there are different classificationsfor this word .
It could be attacking panchayat,defensive panchayator neutral
panchayatIt can also be rated on the likert scale as Strongly
attacking, attacking, neutral, defending and strongly defending.

Where attacking refers to do panchayatagainst some one’s
scandal in the hostel , neutral refers to discussing general
matters about college or the warden madam. And Defensive is
about Defending yourself or yourfriend and calling for a
panchayat.(All that matters is to do talking,
gossiping and making hues and cries)
5 hide and seek
As days were passing by my college life was becoming
more and more interesting these days ,on one side were my
friends were trying to select some better boys in our juniors
batch ,on the other side , I have already scanned the juniors
batch and was totally focused on my dear seniors(especiallyon
him) . I was really feeling to flirt with life. I don’t want a love
story, I don’t want boys, and I just want to enjoy life with
friends and to know more about Mr. Neeraj Verma. Now the
hide and seek started. These days after my roomy Nishi , only
Shruti was becoming one of the closer friend with whom all this
stuff can be shared more and more. Slowly Geetika also
became a closer friend (Geetika was one of the two sisters in
my neighborhood,when in the starting I talked to her sister,
Sneha.) And I could freely discuss this important issue with
them----yes Mr. Neeraj Verma. When I use to sit in library after
the classes, and some day it happensthat Mr. Neeraj Verma
use to come, the flirting session begins. One day when he

entered as usual in library I was studying accounts. God knows
what happenedto me I liked him so much that I started staring
at him constantly (I really liked him now) as he used to do and I
was enjoying it. First time I realized that even boys become
conscious when constantly observed by a girl. BUT HE Looks so
cute althoughhe was too enjoyingit some how, that day I was
really expecting him to come and talk to me. But he didn’t and
after doing his project work he left the library. (But still I know
he likes me.) Canteen masti
Till now my most close friends i.e. Shruti and Geetika apart
from
Nishi know about Neeraj sir , Sneha who was the sister of
Geetika didn’t know about him that I had a crush on him, and
he had a crush on me and if we talk even in front of her about it
she wont understand or catch that what we actuallywere
talking about , because till now we had this crush thing
common between us i.e. , I had crush on Neeraj sir, Geetika on
Singh (official boyfriend of Mrs. Mishra) and Shruti yet not fixed
about it, so Shruti used to help me and Geetika about our
crush.
One day we didn’t had our second lecture and we four
went to canteen talkingamong ourselves , as we entered in the
canteen Neeraj sir was sitting there and the expression came
on his face as I entered was like as if he really wants me to see

that time , like he was dying to see me , he became so happy
for that single moment . I saw him and after a second turned
my head . I wasn’t actuallyserious about it ,but those
expressions were so true so pure. SuddenlyShruti and Geetika
started commenting as they saw him with his friends that even
Aakriti is so happy today and I was smiling uncontrollably.He
was sitting with four or five seniors and my group seated in
front of their group, still I was smiling as usual and my friends
were teasing that Why m I sitting in front of him, Sneha
unknowinglyabout the fact started callingme that “come here
Aakiriti”, but I was nodding and smiling, I want him to see him. I
was noticing that how restless he was feeling that time,
suddenly he went to wash basin and comb his hair in the mirror
, I was continuouslywatching him, then he came took a cup of
tea and left ,while moving out he looked at me once and left.
After accepting my friend request on orkut, one day he was
standing outside his class talkingto some one and I was going
upstairs for the class with friends includingShruti. I saw that
how he was continuouslywatching my each and every step up.
And as I passed by he said a big hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiandcame towards
me. I was really scared and left saying good morning sir to him,
(I know this was a bit insultingfor him but seriously I m always
reserved towards boys and a bit afraid too I don’t know why I
was liking him so much.)

Next day he was standing there again with friends but this
time he didn’t approachedanymore, maybe he understood that
I don’t like this and saw me from the corner of his eyes, but as I
moved upstairs I saw him continuouslyfeeling respect for him
and a bit attracted towards him, really want to tell him some
thing………and suddenly he saw me …… that was the first
meeting of our eyes. Next day I was sitting in the library, this
time not alone but with Shruti and Divya studying statistics, the
library was full except one seat left by my side which I have
kept reserved for Sneha. The librarianwas shouting as usual his
pet dialogue,“baharbaharbahar, I will suspend you all from
library for a week if you will make noise” . Shruti was
commenting continuouslyand making us laugh by calling the
librariantaklu sort of thing. We were having fun, Suddenly
some one called out “excuse me is this seat reserved “,I raise
my head up and to my surprise that was him ,I suddenly lift I
books I have kept on the seat forgetting about sneha, he took
the seat and settle down there…… After some time he started
the conversation by asking me ----“what is going on, are you
doing normal distribution?” ThoughI was doing probability,it
came out yes for his question, suddenly Divya pointedout, and
said, “aakriti are we doing normal distribution”and giving me
looks... Shruti said commenting---- “don’t say anything to her
now because what he is saying now is right for her, she is not in
the state to differentiate between right or wrong.” I could not

control laughing and also staring at her. As I completed first
question before both of them ,I started with second one, Divya
again said “o aakriti ! you have completed so fast wow! What a
speed!” Again Shruti commented --- “what are you talkingdear,
the energy source is sitting next to her ,speed will definitely
increase.” Now this was out of control sort of thing. I was
continuouslylaughingand he was also feeling a bit nervorsed .I
warned Shruti that if will she continuewith her comments I will
leave. FinallyI left for the class and he too left after me……
As it was the starting period of our hostel life we hardly
know each other. But we have formed a big group it was for the
first time I went out for fun (FR) with my big group, it was all a
new experience, we were 12 to 13 girls all were looking maal
(as what boys call), before coming out of the hostel we took a
lot many photos , we gave many different posses. After being
tired of the first photo session we finally left the hostel. We did
a tampu and reached to fun(FR). Meetu started collecting six Rs
from each and every girl which was another big task because no
one was ready to take out a 50 Rs note for all and most have 50
or 100 Rs notes ( a major problem among girls ), standing there
for six Rs, even the tampu man shouted arey madam koi ek 50
Rs dedo , ye ladkiyoko samjhanapana bhi mushkil he ? Even I
felt like laughingbut what to do…..thenas such we went inside
…..we ate at McDonald.We roam inside ,took 3 to 4 more
photo sessions, then we bought the movie tickets for love

aajkaland went inside the lift. We all were laughingand
someone press for ground floor. It was so awkward we reach
the ground foor and workers were standing there, then
someone pressed for first floor, we were going up and down,
more or less lift was out of control. As it came to second floor
and as the dooropened one of the girl of hostel Sonal was
standing there with her boyfriend,and it happenedthat we all
shouted “sonal, keep on enjoying”. Later we realized how
awkward it was for her and her boyfriend. But slowly we were
getting to distinguish between committed and singles. Huaahh
we finallyreached the top floor and enjoyed the movie. It was a
big group of us and we saw our class boys also came and
settled at our back. Supriya as usual started commenting , later
unknowinglyabout the boys I also joinedthe commenting
session. In the interval,I realized that about our classmates
who were sitting at the back, even they were surprised by my
comments because I usuallytalk less in college.
One day I was sitting in the canteen with friends. Now
even he became interested in me and could not avoid me at
any moments.
He sited himself far from me but in front of me. He was a
good friend of Mrs. Mishra but I hate that girl. That day it was
her birthday and when he was sitting in front of me, she stood
there talking to me, flirting with him and he was smiling. I could

not tolerate this and moved towards the mirror . When not
finding me for some time he left her and came to me and stood
behindme but I ignored him that day. The next day I was
moving towards the mess in blue jeansand orange top.
SuddenlyI saw him moving in front of me but quite far with
another senior madam, talkingclosely and I thought o god! Is
he also committed like others? I tried to speed up and move
fast. I was walking behindcontinuouslywatching him and to my
surprise he turned and saw me. I don’t know what made him
do that but I likedthat. Later, reaching to hostel I discussed this
with Nishi and she told me that she would find it out for me.
After some days, as Nishi was quite naughty, she talked to
some senior madam and told me that he is single. I was feeling
relaxed. Though Nishi and my thoughts do not match most of
the time, she helpedme a lot in this matter as a good room
mate and whenever we had a group talk , if anyoneask me if I
liked anyone in class , she used to comment without wasting a
moment that Aakiritiis not interested in small people, she
believes in impressing eminent personalities like seniors and I
would just give her looks for that.
Breaking and rebuildingof relationships
Before the final end term we had our mids, you can call
them as short exams but the course was not that less. Where
now people in hostel had form their groups for studies, I and

Nishi preferred to study in our room. Nishi expected me to
study with her and I agreed to that though I not alwaysliked to
study with her , because she takes much time and try to get the
deeper knowledge, to which I preferred to study a bit faster
then her. We use to sit in our room and
closed our rooms to prevent the disturbing elements
entering. But we were aware of the fact that this wasn’t liked
by Meetu and Aastha who were cousinsand they held
panchayatagainst us in other rooms. Aastha tried to broke our
friendshipsand both those cousins started hating me like
anything. Though we gave our exams. But I could not score well
in statistics paper. That time my eyes opened and even Shruti
realized that fact. Deepika, meetu and supriya were in my class
that time, and after getting my marks I remember each and
every instant that how they used to never get there books to
college , never study properly and used my things like laptop ,
calci etc. I thought I would also catch up with it but I could not
do it. Thiswas the time to show my true colors to them. I
became quite .I formed a new group includingShruti , who
share the same thing as I had , Geetika and her sister Sneha. I
stopped talking to all others, especiallymy roomy and the other
three girls because they were the biggest reason for my failure.
With my new group I focused on studies and finallyI could
achieve the set target I wanted to achieve. This was for the first
time I playedpoliticsin hostel for my benefit . But that time I

understood and differentiated the girls I had to be with and
from whom I have to keep away. Later I talked all of them
because I have achieved what I wanted . I also realized that I
could not make it with my roomy further.
6 Exams the boring period
Tiring and hectic time hascome...yup exams days it was
really a hell to give exams .It was really a tough time and we
welcomed this time by ordering khabab parathaon the very
first day of the exams that was our law paper. While preparing
for exams we never forget to do our gtalks in between and this
is what we enjoy, also we keep a know how of what is going on
in boys hostel and how are they preparing for exams, after all
competitiondrives you here. FinallyI
talked to my roomy as she was trying to go for a sleep
before the day of our accounts paper as usuallyI hit her and
said r u sleeping, when she was almost half slept and didn’t let
her sleep, then we studied together laughed,infactcried feeling
homesick,,,and the day passed. That day when we had our
economics paper and I had a fight with Shruti and I was feeling
very very bad about it .At night I went to the mess to have
dinner with all .I have just taken the dal and rice in the plate
and was going to sit to eat. Suddenly Geetika came running to
me saying that Aakriti leave the food ,Neeraj sir has come
downstairs. I don’t know what exactly happenedto me but I

left all the food running upstairs to see him from gallery and
there coming running around 9 to 10 girls behindme to exactly
find out what has happenedand who has come. That was the
first time when my crush story became known to each and
every juniorgirl of the hostel. My private story became public.
……SuddenlyAastha the naughtiest queen opened the lights
and Neeraj sir and his friend saw all the girls. Even they were
confused that what has happenedto the girls and who was the
eminent personality between them for whom the girls were
getting mad like anything ……
Next day after the paper I and Shruti talked and were
friends again. (which was not liked by my roomy Nishi, laterI
came to know that she tried her best to keep me away from
her?) As we went with the group we were talking about the
paper and talkinglike anythingand then I noticed someone
behindme was watching me but why ….oooooobecause my
dear Neeraj sir was sitting with that senior with specs, but what
he told about me, maybe he had told aboutour previousand
disastrous chat that day.
Oops I Remember that chat when I calledhim khadoos
,ooooo it’s my mistake I forgot to tell you…., my first chat with
him… when he send me invitation onface book, I send him the
request on gtalk after being consulting all my friends. And he
accepted that. That day

when I was watching movie in my room with my roomy,
suddenly the message came from his side. Neeraj –hi Aakriti---
hello sir (mainting the dignity of our senior- juniorrelationship)
Neeraj--- what’s up? Aakriti—movie- Neeraj—whichone
Aakriti--- a walk in the clouds Seen? Neeraj--- no, I think movies
are time consuming. Aakriti--- I know you would say that only
Neeraj--- what? Why? Aakriti---- You look very studious--- ---
can I ask one thing? (My friends forced me to come to the
point) Neeraj – ya sure, go on…. Aakriti --- do you have any
girlfriend? (this was the first time I asked him) Neeraj---why are
you asking about that? Aakriti--- aaivai,for general knowledge.
Neeraj--- I don’t have any girlfriend. Aakriti—acchaaaaa
Neeraj--- ha baccha Aakriti--- what? M not a kid. Neeraj --- no
you are a kid. Aakriti - how dare you call me that (I wasn’t
expecting that) YOU look very kahdoos Neeraj --- don’t get
hyper, baccha means dearest Aakriti--- no, I don’t want to talk
to you. You are really very khadoos. -----------------------------
hhhhhkkkkkklll------------------------ So this was my first
compliment to a senior of the college (whom I like those days), I
directly called him khadoosand didn’t listen to him further. So
do you expect this story to go ahead or it was a full stop here.
He stopped talking to me further, which was quite
expected from him. I use to see him in the college but he use to
take his mobile out so as to avoid me while passing. Days
passed , finally one day I decided to talk to him and say sorry

but I had to leave for home as exams were over now …….
……………………………………………………………………………… ……………
Home To be at home after 3 months time is like going for
a nice holidaytrip with your family on a weekend after a tiring
week, but still there is a difference between a week and 3
months ….yes it was after 3 months that I was at home .The day
I came home I was welcomed by my family members,
Samiksha, my close friend who was eagerly waiting for me to
come back. (Samiksha told me about her new crush in AAG
institute, how his senior is behind her and want her to be his
girlfriend, blaaablaaa).Even my maid servant wants to talk to
me asking me to come back and live as before , Desulva aunty
how could I forget to mention abouther . She is a very pious
lady in our localityand love me more than like a mother. She
had many things pile up to discuss with me . My mom was
desperate to have a chatting session with me as we use to chat
for more than an hour everyday and those things are very much
which could not be discussed in these few days…..How 10days
went I didn’teven realized sleeping, eating ,with friends and
family, watching movies. But on the 11th day I was really
missing my college…..I really want to go back. But why, actually
I was missing friends ,moreover I wanted to see him.

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