Lost-A story.

“I have some work regarding the admission in this college.”Varun said,when the watchman stopped him from going inside the college.

As he entered the college,he did not know on which floor was he supposed to go,Shanaya never told him anything.

He went to the enquiry counter and asked about the course shanaya was currently studying in.

He hated the temperature of Mumbai,So hot and humid even in rainy season,he was sweating uncontrollably.

“Excuse me,Where is the classroom for computer programming?”Varun was on the second floor as instructed by the lady at the enquiry counter,he saw a peon and gave him detailed about the class.

“It gets over at 4:30,You will have to wait.”The peon said

“Okay,I’ll wait here.”he said sitting next to the peon.

Suddenly the peon told him to come along with him.

“Whom do you want to meet?”The peon asked varun as they were outside the computer lab.

“Shanaya…Shanaya Bhandhari.”Varun replied.

“Yes,I finally am here,to meet her,She would be so surprised and happy.”Varun thought in his mind.He had his bag of framed sketches of and for shanaya in his hand.

Varun had come all the way from Punjab to meet shanaya,Even though he knew that shanaya did not like him,And asked him to move on and find someone who would respect his love.He never gave up on her.

Shanaya was beautiful for him.

He knew that coming to her college was wrong,but this was his only chance to meet Shanaya.He knew that shanaya did not like flowers and so he brought a novel for her as he knew that she loved books more than flowers.

Varun always wanted to see shanaya happy,Her happiness meant everything to her.

Shanaya on the other hand,always pushed him away,It was so hard for varun to know shanaya because she never shared anything about her life with him,But somehow he managed to know her college name and the rest was history.

“Someone to meet you.”The peon told shanaya.

But before the peon said shanaya had seen varun and her face was shocked.She definitely didn’t see this coming.

Varun did not know what to say,He couldn’t believe she was there.It was the first time he was seeing her.

Shanaya had kept her hands on her lips and she was laughing and varun too was smiling seeing her laugh that way.To him it looked like she was happy and surprised to see him there.

“It’s so hot in Mumbai.”Varun said,But wondered why he said that.

Varun kept on looking af her face,She was magic and varun felt as though he was struck my her beautiful magic.

She nodded and shakes of her head to what varun had said.

Shanya removed her hands off her face.

Varun could see her face clearly now, her cheeks were red and she was smiling,her twinkling eyes made varun forget where he was and all that he was going to say was drained.

Varun knew that she was not like other girls.

“I have my practicles going on,don’t you have to catch a train and leave for pune in a few hours.”Shanaya said,her face firm now.

“Yes,I’m just here to give you this.”Varun pointed towards the bag.

Varun had made two sketches for shanaya,and he was here just to give her these.

Varun didn’t know what shanaya’s heart wanted,It’s not as if he never tried knowing her completely,shanaya always pushed him away from her life,but that was what had brought him more close to her.

“I already told you,I won’t take it…Look I have to go”Shanaya said

“I’ll wait in the cafe that’s besides your college”varun smiled and left.

Varun could see the tension created on shanay’s face,but he just let it all go,he wanted to talk to her,show her all his sketches.

As he went to The Cafe,he kept thinking about her,their meeting,her face,seeing her was the most beautiful thing in his life.

His phone flashed a message from shanaya saying :”You’re so creepy,I hate you.”

And before he could reply it switch-off because of low battery.

As he was thinking about her,he forgot,he hadn’t eaten anything all day long,But he wasn’t hungry at all,he just couldn’t wait to show her sketches,tell her stories,make her laugh,get a smile on her angry face.

It was 4:40 pm,he expected shanaya to be here anytime soon,and she did.

When he looked at her standing at the entrance of the CafΓ¨,he waved her and asked her to come to him,but instead she told him to come out,he didn’t.He wanted to talk to her,show her his sketches,give her the ones he had made for her.

She was coming over to the place he sat,and was doing something on her phone,he wondered whom she was texting.

As she came up to him,he asked her to sit,she denied.

Her face was red,he was aware of her anger and he thought she would shout at him.

“It’s getting late,I have to catch a bus,I’ll have to go now.”She said it politely,She didn’t to anything like varun expected.

Varuns face was expressionless,he didn’t know what to say,how to tell her to wait.

He just noded at her,got up from where he was sitting and started walking outside the cafe.

He wanted to cry,but he held back his tears.He looked at shanaya for one last time and left without saying anything.

He loved her,But she didn’t.He tried his best,but it all went wrong.Unaware of what she wanted,he did what his heart said,but this time he was lost because he has LOST her.

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38 thoughts on “Lost-A story.

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  3. To be honest, I felt for this guy more when this happened,”And before he could reply it got switched-off because of 0 battery.” It happens and sometimes its mistaken for being rude of not replying. πŸ˜›
    I have seen boys dropping tears been in the same scenario, pretty hard to hold those tears.
    I will make few of my friends read this, they will relate surely. πŸ˜›
    Thank you! πŸ™‚


  4. Beautifully written story, when you add the real experience and own voice it makes the story magical, I am enjoying your post…thanks for following my blog, just a small change, I have moved to new domain (www.makeupandbreakup.com)… Have a lovely day ahead…:D

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