CHAPTER-1

11 2 0
                                    


(AUTHOR'S POV)

St.Xaviers, the most popular college among rich spoiled kids. It is just another day, and here comes the new admission, Darshan, Darshan Raval. Darshan entered the parking on his bike and parked it in the empty space. He got down and his PG mates came running to him.

(He came to know Hardil, Avish, Dhruwal, when we moved into the PG. They didn't know each other earlier.)

AVISH: Kya kar raha hai hata bike.

He said in a frightened tone.

HARDIL: Hata jaldi

DARSHAN: Kyu, kya hua? Tum log kya bol rahe ho?

DHRUWAL: Kyunki ye parking reserved hai, yaha koi aur nahi laga sakta.

SHIVAAY: Exactly! Take you bike and park somewhere else.

They all turned to find, Shivaay in side of Armaan's car.

DARSHAN: Kyu par?

SHIVAAY: Kyunki beta, jiski jagah hai na yaha park karne ki woh aa gaya, chalo niklo.

He said pushing Darshan, Hardil and others held Darshan.

Armaan walked out from the car.

ARMAAN: Kya hua? Kyu time lag raha hai?

He said removing his sunglasses.

SHIVAAY: Woh Boss! Ye inn sir ki bike khadi hai. Jo inhe samajh nahi aa raha ki hataani chahiye.

He said moving towards Darshan trying to threaten him, but Armaan asked him to stop.

ARMAAN: You, new here?

Darshan nodded.

ARMAAN: Aaage se dhyaan rakhna, yaha meri car lagti hai. Samjhe? 

He said patting Darshan on the cheek and turned to sit in the car.

DARSHAN: Aur agar nahi rakha toh.

Hardil pulled him back.

HARDIL: Kya kar raha hai dodh daya?

But he went forward again.

Armaan smiled and went to him and whispered in his ear. "see you at the cafeteria" and  went to the cafeteria.

Shivaay took Armaan's car to a new spot and parked it there.

AVISH: Chal hata bike ab

DARSHAN: Kyuu wo gaya.

AVISH: Kal se yaah mat lagaio

DARSHAN: Kyu darr rahe ho?

DHRUWAL: Haa bhai tu nahi darta hum darte hai, humare liye hi sahi but yaha se hata le.

Darshan was confused and parked his bike somewhere else.

(IN CAFETERIA)

(SHRUTI- KIARA'S FRIEND)

SHRUTI- Kiara sun toh.

KIARA: Shruti coffee first please.

Kiara went to the counter.

KIARA: Usual one

ATTENDANT: java chip frappe?

She nodded and Ritika came to her.

RITIKA: Hey

KIARA: Hey bitch!

RITIKA: Huh?

KIARA: I mean babe, what's up?

LOVE OR COMPLICATIONNơi câu chuyện tồn tại. Hãy khám phá bây giờ