LOVE IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE

TWO DIFFERENT SOULS

Karishma's POV

"Thank God ye khatam hua. I was so sleepy...", I said standing up and stretching myself as soon as the lecturer left then put my jacket on my left shoulder and my bag on my right shoulder.

"Tum kahan jaa rahi ho?", Santosh my best friend asked.

"Aaj pure 3 classes attend karli. Attendance mil gayi. Aur tum bhi chal rahi ho.", I said pulling Santosh.

"Magar jayenge kahan?", Santosh asked again.

"Meri maa...", I said joining my palms. "Pehle class se toh niklo warna wo khadoos aayegi..."

"Haan theek hai. Chalo. Group mein inform kardo.", Santosh said as we both were leaving the class.

"Stop both of you...", A loud voice said behind us.

"Santu!!!!", I shout at her in irritation.

"Bunking again...?", The lecturer asked. This is most irritating and annoying professor I have met in my life. Those specs, that straight ironed saree of hers, the reference book carried by her and most importantly that irky attitude of her. I hate her.

"No ma'am... We were just...", Idiot Santosh fucked up. We turn towards that voice source.

"Ma'am I have urgent work! I need to get it done as soon as possible.", I said hurriedly and tried to escape.

"If you leave Karishma, you will be marked absent for the next week.", Mrs. Megha said strictly.

"Best hai phir toh. Kardo mujhe kounsa farak padne wala hai.", I thought to myself. "Go ahead ma'am. I have more important things to do than to attend your lectures. Thank you."

I held Santosh's hand and went to the usual spot that is the canteen but I saw some other students sitting on my table. Cheetah joins us who is my good friend apart from Santosh.

"Upar Wale ne dost di hai ya gundi?", He asked looking at the ceiling.

"Bad luck bro... Gundi mili tujhe.", I said smiling evilly.

"Karu hum wahan baithte hai chalo.", Santosh said pulling me towards other table.

"Tum chup rehne ka kya logi?"

"Ek thums up aur ek plate noodles.", She replies proudly.

"Cheetah iss bhookad ko kuch khila. Main tab tak unko dekhti ho. Galti kardi Karishma Singh ka table lekar.", I said moving to the table.

I sat on the table, moving away the bags of that students. My hungry friends were ordering the food and drinks.

"Excuse me! Tum kaise humare table k upar baith gayi?", One of the girl of the group asked.

"Ohh tumhe nai pata? Batati ho...", I lifted my feet towards that girl. "Isse my dear gorgeous."

"Get down now...! This is our table.", Other girl said.

"Freshers?", I asked

"Yes B.SC Nutrition 1st years.", A boy of the group answers.

"Arey yaar toh pehle batana chahiye tha na. I'm your senior. Aur ye table mera hai. Jo bhi mujhe dekhta hai table se uth jata hai. Wahi main bolu tum log kyu nai uthe. Chalo ab ache baacho ki tarah uth jao.", I said.

"Kyu tumara naam likha hai ya college tumare baap ka hai?", Girl aruged getting enraged.

"Mera baap hai toh nai. Aur yahan sab ko Karishma Singh ka bhaukaal pata hai, watchman se lekar principal tak. Ache se bol rahe hai uth jao.", I said trying to maintain my calm.