ARNAV'S POV

Now this is what people call destiny. He and Khushi sharing a same college after a past whose conclusion was not satisfactory at all is no less than miracle for Arnav. After whatever he did to her was not that much wrong from his pov but was definitely a blunder from the girl's pov especially when the girl has a soft corner for him. And no timing is great than present, all he wanted was just a chance to rectify his mistake. But there is still time left for the first day of college and he don't know about her stream.The two buildings were at a distance and there was prohibition in the entry of boys in girls hostel and vice versa. There was 4 buildings two for girls and same for boys. He have to share his room with Aman and  another boy  named Anirudh.

KHUSHI'S POV

"Hey this is Khushi Gupta and she is Sweta Singh, we know each other from childhood, infact she is my sister from another mother" said Khushi while introducing herself and Sweta to the two girls who just entered the room as their room mate.

"hey Khushi, i am Ridhima Khanna" said a girl of short height.

"Assalam-wallikum, humara naam Samayra khan hai"(my name is Samayra Khan )said the other girl.

"Nice to meet you girls, i wish we will have great fun together."extending her hands out, said Sweta.

They completed their handshake with warm smile on their face praying to have a great time together.

"And by the way, aap dono me se kisika boyfriend to nii hai na?" asked Sweta.(You guys don't have boyfriend right?)

"Shut up ronny, don't irritate them on their first day here, otherwise they will change the room."exclaimed khushi while slapping on her arms.

"Nahi dekho, i am just asking for the general knowledge, hai kya?"asked Sweta while rubbing her arms.

"Tauba, bilkul nahi, par aap aisa kyu puch rahi hai?" said Samayra with her eyes turned wide just like saucers.(Ohh Lord no, but why are you asking this?)

"Nahi dekho , agar hai to hamein aap logo ki boring aur pakau bf puraan sun-na prega jisme mujhe to koi interest nahi hai, khush tujhe hai?" asked sweta dramatically.(Look, if you have then we have to listen to your boring boyfriend stories in which i have no interest, Khush do you have interest?)

"tu chup rehna ka kya legi ,ronny?"said khushi frustratingly and then turned to the girls" please don't mind her she is a nut case. If you want you can change the room, because she will make you mad"teased khushi while winking towards them for which Ridhima giggled and Samayra rolled her eyes.(What will you take to shut up, Ronny?)

"Definitely not Sweta, for a time being you are saved. But who knows i won't have it in future?"winked Ridhima.

"Wow, girls with same metal conditions, we will definitely rock" said Khushi excitedly for which she and ridhima hy-fied while Sweta laughed and Samayra muttered something in her mouth.

"Ya Allah, ye larkiya to hume paagal kar dengi."muttered Samayra.(Ohh god, this girls will make me crazy)

"We heard" shouted the rest three and laughed.

ARNAV'S POV

It has been a week i have seen her dance in the rain,since then my eyes would always search for a glimpse of hers. And because my building is just a little away from hers i can clearly see her whenever she comes to her terrace from my terrace.She would always come to terrace with her friends in the evening and will laugh and play something or other with them.They were four in numbers, from which i know one of them as she was in her facebook and Khushi had lots of their photos in her id and i don't know the rest of them, may be they were her roommates. This is the girl i was searching in the old Khushi and i am lucky to see her real self.If her smile was contagious, her laugh was enchanting.She would always laugh her heart out with her friends as if what they are talking was the most hilarious thing in the world. And i think she has a friend too living in the different building. They would sometime greet each other from their terrace.At that time i have to hide out as i don't want them to see me seeing them. But when the sun sets and the peace of night surround the environment,she would come out to terrace to find peace,sometimes with her earplugs on, sometimes with a book in her hand and sometimes with nothing,she would just stare at stars as if finding someone there. Although she would look here and there for sometimes as if feeling someone's gaze on herself,she can never find me as i have a secret hideout from where i can see her but she can't . As people say i have great observation power i have easily seen the changes in her. She is not the same girl i have seen months back in the school. She has done her hair cut, which was shorter than her waist long straight hairs which she would always styled in simple braids. This new cut was way too short and was shorter at her forehead which she would always tug behind her ears whenever she would read book. She has also put spectacles on. She has a contrast personality,she would be a carefree bird with her friends but whenever alone she would always be silent type just like she was in school.

  Aman and Anirudh never knew the reason behind my obsession of terrace because they too know that however loud and fun loving i am i want a little space for myself, a little me time and they never questioned me, and i would always be grateful to them about this. But since i have entered in the campus ,the so called me time is converted into Khushi's time. I don't know what is happening to me, is this just guilt of loosing a friend, of making her heartbroken because of my attitude or something else. 

FIRST DAY OF COLLEGE  

The first day of the college was as hectic as it could be but thankfully being with friends reduced the tension a bit. Regular classes for five hours and then with a little break another three classes. It acted like slow poison to them. 

"Iss speed me to ek saal me hi mera Raam Naam Satya Ho Jaana Hai, isse accha to maar hi dete, ye leech ki tarah khoon kyu chus rahe hai humara."exclaimed sweta with her hands on her head.(With this speed, you all will find me in coffin in one year only. It would have been better that they would have killed us rather than sucking our blood like a leech.)

"Allah, sweta aap aisa kyu bol rahi hai. Aisa kuch nahi hoga, dekhna kuch dino me aadat ho jayegi."chided Samayra.(Oh God, Sweta why are you speaking like that? Nothing will happen we'll get habituated to this schedule.)

"Yaar tu to aisa bolegi hi Samayra, tu padhaku jo hai, but ye sab to mujhse bhi bardasht nahi hoga." Khushi supported Sweta.(Its easy for you to say this, you are intellectual but this is intolerable to even me)

"Bas karo tum teeno yaar, kitna bolte ho, yaha mera sir fata jaa rha hai aur tum teeno ka roz ka drama khatam nahi ho raha hai"shouted Ridhima to all three of them. "Aisa lag rha hai jese mujhe pure dispensary ki sard dard wali medicine lag jayegi mujhe yha survive karne ke liye."Ridhima said to no one in particular.(Shut up you three, here i have a severe headache and you all are speaking continously. It feels like i have to use all the medicine of dispensary to survive here.)

"Ridhi to tumhe pehle btana tha na, mai abhi medicine laati hu. ye le dawa kha aur rest kar, we'll be quite. pakka" said Khushi worriedly.(Riddhi, you should have told us earlier. Take this medicine and rest. We'll be quite)

This is like how they would stay and bear each other. Sweta was the most dramatic one among them, Samayra was very polite and down to earth person, she was simple and sweet with great Urdu vocabulary and was very fond of urdu poetry and shayaris which she would very excitedly tell them and to that they would applause her for five minutes and then would ask for the meaning, Riddhima was little introvert but was way too frank between friends and would always get angry whenever Sweta and Samayra would fight but the negative point of her was that she take very much tension and because of that Khushi would call her "Chinta Mani", and Khushi, she opened alot with them, she was always a mediator whenever they fought but not before adding a little spice to heaten up their fight. However their fight was not at all fight, it was cute nok-jhok between friends with double meaning words and sentences from  Sweta, Khushi and Ridhima's side which Samayra never understood and when she does after lots of oohhs and aahs from them and their eye talks the only word which would escape from her mouth was "hey tauba".

SAME TIME IN DIFFERENT BUILDING

"Hayye! ye college hai ya fir pariyo ka mela, mujhe to pata tha fashion designing me larkiyo ki lambi line hoti hai, par itni lambi ye nahi socha tha" exclaimed Anirudh.(Is this college or some angel's fair, i have thought good number of female students but not this much)

"Haa yaar kitni pyari pyari larkiya thi maano jannat se utar aayi ho" added Aman.(Exactly, those pretty face as if they have descendants from heaven)

"Mujhe nahi pata tha ki jannat ki pariya itna makeup lgati h!!" teased Arnav. "Literally, you guys call them girls they were covered with lot of plaster to hide their real face, their lips were highlighted like they had painted it with different shades." said Arnav while making faces.(I didn't know angels use makeup)

"Yaar Arnav, aaj kal aisi hi larkiya hoti hai. Kabhi dekhi hai koi larki jo kabhi makeup na karti ho, simple rehti ho, attitude na ho jisme? maine to nahi dekhi,Aman tune dekhi hai?" asked Anirudh.(These days girls are like that, have you ever seen a simple girl who never use make up and have 0 attitude? I haven't, have you Aman?)

" Nahi, bilkul nahi... aajkal ka yahi trend hai mere bhai. Log attention grab karne ke liye yahi karte h"supported Aman.(No, this is trend, they do this to grab attention)

"Hoti hai, aisi larki hai, maine dekhi hai." with that Arnav walked out to terrace to get a glimpse of the girl he was talking about.(There are some girls like that, i have seen them)

Yes he has seen a girl who was not like others. She was different but beautiful in her own real self.Despite being brown in shade which generally people would not call to be beautiful, she was flawless. She has a different glow on her face, her doe shaped hazel eyes, her cute button like nose and her pink lips made her beautiful in unique way. And there she was the girl which he has described like a poetry. She was reading a book with her earplugs on and a serene smile on the face.

She is different and he knows it. He is guilty but she don't know it. He is waiting for the right opportunity and he got it. This weekend is going to be the Fresher's Day of First years of the whole college as he don't know what stream she is at, he would surely find her on Fresher's Day and convey his apology to her.

But only if he would know what destiny has stored for them in future......

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