3 She found him
Part 3 She found HIM
Kushi was happy like hell. She fell on the bed all delighted. The professor won't come to the college for a few days. Even though if he comes she can throw a sarcastic look at him. He won't dare near any girl anymore.
Kushi fell on the bed. She wanted to sleep as she didn't sleep for the last two days peacefully. She closed her eyes and opened them jerking. The voice that cheered her up echoed in her ears. As the professor's problem got solved, her concentration turned towards HIM. Who is he? Don't know who he is...? what department he is...? in which year he is studying...? His voice did something in her. She wanted to see who he is. An unknown curiosity was raised in her heart.
The next day
Kushi got ready to go to college. She came out of her room.
"Are you going to college?" Her mother Garima asked.
"Haan, Amma"
"Why didn't you go for two days...?"
"There was a program going in our college"
"Oh..."
Her mother saw her being at the house but didn't ask anything regarding it. Kushi left the house sighing.
NCM college
Kushi entered the college and her friends conveyed the matter of Chemistry professor one by one to make her happy.
Khushi's eyes went here and there in search of HIM. She was watching whether she was getting noticed by anyone. She didn't know who cheered her up the other day. She wanted to meet the person, she didn't know why. She couldn't identify him since he revealed himself. She didn't know how to find him.
Khushi didn't get any glimpse of him until the last Bell Rang. She walked towards the main gate to catch the bus. She has to be at the bus stop within ten minutes to catch the bus. If she misses the bus, the next bus will come after half an hour. And it will take an extra one hour to reach home for Khushi.
All of a sudden, her legs slowed down hearing the same voice that talked with her without revealing himself. He was talking with his friend, facing his back to her. Khushi's legs automatically moved towards the front side of him.
"Don't you dare think of smoking..." He hit his friend's head slightly.
"It seems Arnav became a saint..." one of his friends tease him.
"Shut up man..."
"Ok Arnavananda Ji..." his friend teased him again.
His friends laughed. Arnav punched his Friend's stomach playfully.
Khushi stood having a smile on her lips, seeing his face. She murmured his name ARNAV. He also sensed something in his heart. He turned his face and got stuck seeing Khushi standing looking at him with a smile on her face. Her smile told him that she identified his voice. He scratched his forehead suffocating that broadened her smile.
"Khushi... come fast... Our bus will come in five minutes"
Khushi's friend called her. Khushi looked at her and then Arnav. She walked to her friend looking at Arnav again and again. Arnav didn't look at her straight but h stole her glance running his fingers in his hair.
Khushi saw her senior girl waiting for her friend. She was Khushi's bus mate Sharmila. She belongs to the same area as Khushi. Khushi rushed to her.
"Sharmi, who is he?" Khushi asked her.
"He is Arnav... BCom final year. Why are you asking about him?"
"I will tell you later. Now, I am getting late bye..." Khushi rushed out.
Before leaving the campus, Khushi looked at Arnav a few more times. Of course, Arnav noticed that.
Khushi honestly had no mood to leave the college. She wanted to be there to know about him more but her bus arrived. Half of the crowd got on the same bus. She always hurries to go home but today her heart denied moving.
After three stoppings, she got a seat. Taking a cutter from her bag, she had cut her suit's top in the sideway without anyone's knowledge.
Khushi reached home. Her mother's eyes fell on the torn suit.
"What happened to your dress?"
"There was an extreme level of a crowd in the bus. My dress got stuck with someone's bag zip" she lied.
"Who asked you to come in the crowded bus?"
"I will come one hour late if I miss the bus"
"So what? What are you going to do coming earlier? See, the new dress got wasted. However, you start studying only after 7 o'clock... Then why hurry?"
"I thought you will scold me if I am late. That's why I always struggled with the crowd" she said making face.
"No need to struggle. you can come by the second bus"
" Ok," Khushi said wearily as if she was not at all fine with that.
Khushi was thinking about Arnav all the time. How beautifully his voice suits him...! He looks handsome too. Thank god her mother permitted her to come home late. She can be in the college for an extra half an hour. She was excited for the next day. She knew where the BCom final year class is. There were two ways to reach her classroom. One way is very short. That is what she always uses. Another way leads her to the final year Bcom classroom. She never used the way because it was a senior wing. Juniors are scared to cross the path because seniors would rag them.
The next day
Khushi started from home a little late because she had never seen Arnav in the college as she always comes to the college earlier. He might be coming late to the college, she thought. So, she decided to go late.
She was right. She found many new faces on the way to her classroom. She didn't get the courage to go to the senior wing. But there was no need for her to go to the senior wing as she saw Arnav standing with his friends under a tree. Her lips automatically curved into a smile. She walked hugging the books close to her chest, looking at him. Arnav didn't notice her until she neared him. He stood like a statue seeing her rooted gaze on him. She crossed him, gazing at him through the corner of her eye. That look mixed his stomach up.
He was looking at her to know whether she looks at him. She turned her face and smiled at him making him smile. He got his sense when his friend Aman asked,
"Who is she?"
"Who?" Arnav asked shrinking his face.
"The one who is looking at you again and aging smilingly "
Arnav shrugged his shoulders off without answering.
"I saw you too smiled at her"
"Me? No..."
"Really?"
Arnav nodded yes.
"Look at there..." He turned Arnav's face towards the direction of Khushi's class.
Arnav saw her coming with her friend. Though she was talking with her friend her eyes were only on Arnav. She sensed his friend's group was noticing her. She turned her gaze to the opposite side.
"Excuse me, his name is Arnav..." Arnav's friend NK shouted.
Arnav closed his mouth. But to his surprise, Khushi nodded her head like, I KNOW. That made his friends shout joyfully. Undoubtedly, Arnav didn't expect that. He smiled adoringly.
"What's her name?" Aman asked Arnav.
"Ask her," Arnav said tilting his head.
Without wasting time, Aman rushed to Khushi and stood in front of her.
"Hi, I'm Aman... Arnav's friend... May I know your good name please"
"Khushi..." She smiled looking at Arnav.
"Good name" Aman was about to go,
"One minute..." Khushi stopped him.
"Could you do me a favor?"
Aman raised his brows curiously.
"Yeah..." He said glancing at Arnav who was observing them smiling.
"Please, convey my thanks to him..."
Aman was excited. Thanks?
"Him? For whom?"
"Arnav..."
"Thanks for?" Aman asked curiously.
"He knows..." She walked with a smile.
Aman walked taking backward steps, looking at Khushi questioning. When he came to Arnav, his friends shouted in joy.
"What's her name?" Nk asked.
Aman looked at Arnav who was smiling.
Without answering NK,
"She asked me to convey her thanks to you," said Aman.
"Thanks for?" Nk and Akash asked.
"She said, HE KNOWS"
They looked at Arnav getting amazed.
"That means something is there between these two" NK said.
"She is the one who got harassed by the chemistry professor."
"Is it? " Aman asked.
"Yeah... I consoled her that day. That's why she thanked me"
"But her gestures are not seeming to be ONLY to thank you... it feels something beyond that " Aman said.
"I too feel the same" NK said
Arnav just smiled without answering them.
To be continued...
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