"Gauri " called out Omkara ji and I turned
It was next day and I had just reached University, his voice was the first thing I heard entering the university. I walked towards him who was standing at the entrance.
"Why don't we walk to our classes together" said Omkara ji
"Why not" I said and we both started walking
We walked passed many girls who have daggers at me and Omkara ji held my hand reassuringly . Daggers became usual again .
"Omkara ji you are very popular so why don't you have girl friends" I asked
"You know I'm from Oberoi family right" said Omkara ji
"Yup, before I was somewhat part of the family" I said
"So we are a little rich" said Omkara ji and I have him an are you kidding look
"Okay you get it anyway so a lot of girls carne behind me, starting in the name of friendship but looking for relationship" said Omkara
"Shahrukh Khan said Love is friendship so what's new" I said , later I realised what I said
"They come after me for the luxuries and the Oberoi name" Omkara ji said
"No way" I said
"Yup , in proper words gold digger" said Omkara ji .
He don't say things like this , he is usually polite and calm . He might have been fed up with all the lies . It's really sad things like this happen, maybe the biggest reason true love isn't easy to find .
"So am I the only girl friend" I asked
"You're my best girl friend " said Omkara ji
A lot of friendzone , I need to change the zone soon🙃🙃🙃
"Then" I asked
"I have another friend who is a girl, just a friend like a step ahead of Stanger" said Omkara ji
"Ohh" I said
"She is just like you simple and not a gold digger but you are the best" said Omkara ji
"I'm flattered" I said and we smiled
We reached his class and my class was opposite his . Talking and enjoying walks are really slow . It's nice having like this walks . His class contained only some students, my class some students were present but my class best friends didn't reach so I went into the next class.
"Omkara ji" I called out
"No one reached" asked Omkara ji
"Yup" I said
"And you have nothing to do" said Omkara ji
"You know me so much" I said
"Ishana" called out Omkara ji
A girl who was sitting in the middle bench scribbling something on a book looks towards us . She closes her book and starts to walk towards us . She had a beautiful bangles in her hands and a hanging earing. She wore a kurti and it was a simple dressing style.
"Yes Omkara" she said, she had a beautiful voice
"Gauri meet Ishana and Ishana meet Gauri" said Omkara ji
We both shook our hands, Omkara ji was right . Even by first sight I could say we had similarities. She was simplistic which was hard to find in this university filled with students who come to University like it's a fashion show
"Hello Gauri" said Ishana
"Nice to meet you Ishana" I said
"Pleasure is mine" said Ishana, at last a girl with manners
"I was talking about her today" said Omkara ji
"Was he bad mouthing me" said Ishana with a dramatic expression
"No I wasn't" said Omkara ji
"Gauri was he" asked Ishana
"Not at all" I said with a smile
"You both talk, I'll take a leave" said Ishana and left
We talked for a while and I went back to my class. I could see omkara ji from my class, he today change his seat . He sat near the bench of Ishana . I could see both of them smiling a lot. They are smiling between classes.
At last the hell called class ended. I walked towards Omkara ji' s class. His teacher exited and he was turning towards Ishana. They were talking and they both started laughing . I stood there and at least Ishana noticed me. She told Omkara ji to turn
He got up and walked towards me. I really wanted to walk way in anger but I didn't. Why is he talkative with this Ishana girl. Am I being jealous, no . I'm not jealous.
"It's just after I made you meet her I just rekindled our friendship" said Omkara ji and I nodded
It's just friendship, he just decided to be a little more friendly. Why should I care, I'm not jealous.....
I know it's late , this is supposed to be my word update , sorry it's just my draft wasn't over. Anyway Eid Mubarak to my readers.
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