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Chapter 3<-Link A Story of a friend..by a Friend... “Mridul where are you yaar! We are in canteen come fast” It was Prateek on the line. “Oh! Prateek… I am stuck in some work will take some time” stammered Mridul and cut the phone. He was busy flirting with Kanishka near the stair case. She was the girl he dreamt off ever since they met on the first day of college. A perfectly shaped body with ample amount of fat on the perfect places, she can ooze out air from anybody’s lung and can make one skip multiple heart beats at one go. The body fragrance was one better than rose and her dressing style could make even the hotshots envy of her.   “Hey Hi…hmmm Kanishka…right?” said Mridul deliberately. “Ya you are absolutely right Mr.CR” teased Kanishka. “I am really sorry…actually I have a short hand when it comes to girls, and when the girl is so beautiful I just…” He was interrupted by Kanishka. “Ya ya I know, I have listened this line multiple times d...

Chapter 2<-Link A Story of a Friend..by a Friend “Mamma I am home, really tired…taking a short nap” said Mridul and went straight to his bedroom. “ B eta! Khaana tyaar hai …have it na” yelled his mother from kitchen, telling Mridul that food was ready. Mridul was already inside his room. Hours passed and he didn’t come out of his room. “I don’t know why he is behaving like this, he is spoiling home’s atmosphere” said his mother with lots of concern and anger at same time. “Why are you complaining this to me, how would I know what has happened to him? He never shares anything with me.” argued his father, while changing the channel of television. “It’s of no use to talk to you and him, you both are screwing up my life” asserted his mother and went to fetch a glass of water for Mr. Gupta. Mridul was listening to the conversation of his parents, when suddenly his mobile phone rang... *Chapter 4 coming up

‘I have seen that girl somewhere…but where?’ The thought crossed my mind at the middle of the road that joined Chawri Bazaar with Nayi Sadak; the “Biggest book fair of Delhi” (sic). I was already distracted by that girl in white. I felt something pulling me towards that girl. I placed my books in my bag and marched towards her. Me: Hi! I have seen you somewhere but where I don’t remember. Girl: Hey Mrigank! You haven’t change since school time. Me: Ya perhaps but you have changed a lot. That much that I couldn’t recall your name…sorry Girl: It’s me Amrita duffo. Me: ‘Why do girls use such words for men’ I thought…OH! Hi Amrita (I had a deep crush on her in school time and the pink cheeks were glorifying the same) what have you done with your hair? Amrita: Just a small experiment. The conversation continued for half an hour before she felt thirsty. God knows what happened to me, I quickly took out the water bottle I was carrying. ‘Shit Mrigank, Not again’ my mind was t...