Untold Story of Friendship

 As the first day of the office, Nikhil came to the bus stop a little early after finishing all the work as usual. Turning the clock in his hand, it was 8 o'clock. There was another five minutes for the bus to arrive. As usual, Shirur busstop was crowded. Nikhil, who was standing so as not to get bored, took out his mobile phone from his pocket. How did he open the pattern by turning his serpentine finger? God is gone. Facebook update was running. A huge smile on his cheek like a green rain has just fallen. Indradhanu Umlao was just like that. It was probably the account of his childhood friend Sherwari. She had shifted from Pune to Shirur because she had got a job in a nearby MIDC. But her simple photo was not on the Facebook wall. Nikhil didn't even know her. But he looked up a little. Shirur - Ranjangaon bus he saw .. As he ran in the marathon, he ran towards the bus like Adhasya. He was moving forward in the crowd .. The crowd was not moving. Kasabsa was waiting in the crowd in ST. Ghusla emptied a sheet and went to rest. The momentary joy was on his face as he got the seat. Asking someone? 

This shuk shuk ... She was wearing a porgy salwar kurta in front of her. She was talking and arguing. Nikhil was just looking at her. Don't you understand that? She said, twirling her hands in front of his face. Nikhil, whose curly hair was covered in pink color, felt as if he had come to his senses. I grabbed him. I woke up. Nikhil was talking in a broken voice. Look ... Nikhil must have lost a little bit of consciousness .After a while, he got up and started arguing. Holding T's stick, she stood up. She looked at him with a slanted gaze. Nikhil was looking at her from time to time with a sly look, but she must have been saying that she was a fool.

 I don't know when the bus stop came. All the people got up and stood in the crowd and kept moving forward. She also started to get down in a hurry. She was looking at you with the look of being a criminal. Pulling the headphones, he stuck the bag on his back and it started to come down. By then, she had left the car by hand. Nikhil was feeling a little uncomfortable. He handed it to the rickshaw puller and entered the house. As he was an assistant officer in the company, he asked the soldier where the cabin was. The soldier did not even take the bra out of his mouth. And a chair was the whole setup. He tried to turn on the computer by pressing the button in the middle of the cpu. He turned on the computer, but when asked if his password was with a girl named Kunya Sherwari, the soldier To avoid getting bored, I opened the patterned mobile and started surfing the net. WhatsApp messege was ticking like that. In ?? The madam who was running the file looked back. She stumbled a little. Nikhil stumbled a little. Because she was the same. Arguing in T ..

 (She was very angry now, so she put the file down on him and started raining on him)

 Oh ... Mister! Are you still chasing me ?? Feeling we have 'Run out of gas' emotionally? (Looking at his clothes) You look decent from the clothes .. Seeing her so angry, Nikhil started trying to explain to her .. Ma'am, there is nothing like that. I have joined the post of assistant officer here today and now .. (The same speech was not completed, she broke up with him in a verbal quarrel) Assistant officer ..! Accha is all that has been decided beforehand..you have crossed the line..sharwari mam was talking without thinking about what is true and false. Ah, ma'am, I came here to take the password of computer number three in the cabin, I have no intention and I was going to apologize to you, but you left in a hurry. Raghav replied. Rahudya knows people like you very well. I don't want a password ... I look at my uncle and walk through my cabin..I don't want to see your face..Get out of here (Sharwari mam's angry mercury comes out like a hot flame) It was. There is nothing wrong .. How wrong is this insult ..? What is the crime of grabbing a seat? He didn't think the first day of the job would be so bad. And Nikhil would not have to bear the insult from a same girl. He was going to ask for ... but so much punishment ...? It's over now .. if you don't want to quit your job, you will have to endure this hassle. I took a pen and paper in front of me .. it will be easier to type on the computer than not. Started typing. Click on the Print button He made a print on the printer by clicking and signed it down. He folded the paper and with one hand moved it back and forth to hand over the letter. He wanted to give the letter to the manager. On the way back, his cabin was near. He was walking near her cabin. He put it in her cabin and went ahead. He came back a little and narrowed his eyes. And he stood still for a minute. He put his hand through his hair and put it back on his waist. And the smile started shining on his cheek again and the paper in his hand started crumbling.

 !

 I came back a little and narrowed my eyes. And he stood on the spot for a minute. He put his hand through his hair and put it on his waist again. And the smile started shining on his cheek again and the paper in his hand started crumbling.

 !

 Because she was the same, yes..she was looking at her childhood friend Sharwari Jadhav inside the cabin and he saw a rectangular board with her name on her table. Nikhil's happiness could not be measured in the sky. Like Chatak eagerly waiting for the rain to see his photo, he was thirsty every day. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the camera, saw that no one was looking at him and took a nice picture of her. He turned back to the cabin so that nothing could happen next. He took the resignation letter in his hand and returned to his cabin. Came in and sat down. As Anandan made a round turn on the chair, a bundle of two or four files collided with him .. (One of the neighbors was looking at him in annoyance) He apologized to them ..! He put his hand to his ear and said. He turned on his mobile again. As soon as the net was turned on, he opened Facebook Messenger. The same name was running on the screen with his finger. Then he clicked on the name Sherwari Jadhav. Unfortunately, 5 minutes ago, she went offline. Luckily, Futak whispered in his mind. However, he decided to send her a message so that she could send a message when she came online and she would be shocked immediately.

 Nikhil: hi ...!

 Since it was offline, he left the mobile phone site. He decided to complete an incomplete file. At that moment, the mobile vibrated. Exactly the same message, so he opened the mobile phone, leaving the pattern. It was Sharwari's message ...

 Sharwari: hi

 Nikhil: he tu job joining kuthe kel ahes ... Konti company ahes sangitl nahis ....

 (As soon as he sends the typed message, his message hits the messenger's inbox.)

 Sharwari: are aikna ... Ek mulga ahe re majhya company madhey s.t bus madhey thod dhabdik bhandan jhal ... tsa to majhya magech ahe re ... Jam tension alay bagh ..

 (Erased the message typed by Nikhil again. Because she was still talking about him. Nikhil is now convinced that this is her childhood friend. But now he was in big trouble. Sherwari thought he was a scoundrel but she didn't know that He is the same childhood friend Nikhil. However, Nikhil was confused enough to know what to do. He put his hand on his head and sat in despair. At that moment, the mobile phone rang again.

 Sharwari: are aiktoys na ...? Do you have coffee at 4 in the afternoon?

 She had called him to meet him for the first time. Despite wanting to, Nikhil did not want to say yes. Because when he saw her again, he wondered if there would be a public place quarrel. He did not know what to do about it.

 She had called him for coffee for the first time. Despite wanting to, Nikhil did not want to say yes to the coffee. It was spinning. On one side it was blocked and on the other side it was passing well.

 Sharwari: are youos na tu? Kuthe harvlay nemka bol na patkan ...

 Pressing both the lips inside, my heart started pounding. Let's not waste this time Nikhil Chal .. I started saying that the opportunity is not coming again .. I opened the mobile again .. and sat on the chair holding the mobile in both hands and started typing.

 Nikhil: Yes ... I will meet you in half an hour ...

 Sharwari: Nakki ... Me high-tech tikde chal bye bhetu ...

 Nikhil: bye

 He waited for her to leave the company. At five minutes, she came out of the cabin, looked around him, and slowly walked out.

 I immediately put the mobile in my pocket .. I kept the file spread in front of me neatly .. I picked up the bag and went to the chapl stand and stopped ... I sat on the side bench next to it, put on socks and boots .. and hurriedly started descending the stairs He was looking to see if there was a bus or an auto on the right side of the road ... but the bus or an auto would not stop .. after a while an auto somehow stopped ..

 Autowala - where to go brother ??

 Nikhil - Kafe Katta ... Chaloge Kya ????

 Autowala - it will cost 30 rupees bahi saheb .. dekho jamta hai to be tho ..

 Nikhil: (I don't want to be late) Yes, that's right ... Let's sit in the car and talk ... Dude, what will happen when you go there .. Sometimes he was anxious, sometimes he was playing with old memories. Change..the anger was also visible on his face ... the cafe was cut off. He gave 30 rs to the rickshaw puller ... he was moving forward with the tortoise steps to make sure that she has reached there ... so Nikhil stepped back a little. Because she was sitting at table number 3, waiting for him ... Curly curly hair with the fan in the 7 corners of the hotel works ... She was putting her hands through the loose hair and licking the hair lingering on her cheeks with her fingers behind her ears ... . $ Nikhil was looking at her from outside with a sly look ..

 The mobile had fallen for two or three meesege till then ... She was wondering where you have come from ... Nikhil didn't know what to say ... The pressure in her chest increased even more .. The brainstorming started again in her head. So he decided in a moment ... what will happen but let's go ahead ... let's see what will happen ... took a deep breath .. the fear in his chest increased even more .. he opened the caffecha door .. and looked in front ...

 She was sitting in the same place. Nikhil was taking one step slowly towards her. Evanna, she was staring at him now, she was chasing me, I wondered if there was any doubt in her mind..Nikhil stood in front of her and started talking..She was also looking at him with a criminal look..Nikhil started talking. ..

 Nikhil: Nikhil Sarpotdar is your friend ...? (Nikhil was thinking of his own name ...)

 Sharwari: Yes, what about him ?? And how do you know that? (Sharwari started asking him)

 Nikhil: Sorry to say but .... Now 5 minutes ago, his bike hit an Indira Gandhi statue near the bus stop and he had an accident ... (He didn't even know what Nikhil was saying about himself ...

 Where

Sharwari: What ...? Where is he? Tell me, where is Nikhil? Where

 (Sharwari was shedding tears ..)

 Nikhil - VC Hospital ...

 Sharwari - ok .... I go there ... (She wiped her watery eyes with the fist of one hand..and went straight to the hospital to run ... in what condition is he ..? I didn't call him immediately ... I blamed myself Nikhil's guess was wrong ... what he had thought while entering the cafe ... he had no idea that there would be so much more to say differently without doing so ... he followed her to the hospital. ..There Sherwari was going to the interrogation room and asking questions ... but repeatedly she was saying that no patient is here like sister .. Nikhil was scratching something on the paper till then..when he finished writing, he folded the paper..and aside He started looking at her with a frightened look ... He must have been looking for someone ... He looked at a boy who was playing next door ... He gave him a chocolate ... and asked him to give it to the sharwari who was standing near the inquiry counter in front of Chithuri. ... and he went and stood next to the tea pot next door..she started to see what would happen next..sharwari still but hugged that nurse I was wearing ...

 Sharwari - How can you ... ?? You check once again ....

 (With tears in her eyes, her face was now quarrelsome ... She was standing there in such despair ... The assistant officer must not have lied ... She started thinking in her mind ... Yes, yes .. Why would she speak like that? He ... and whether he has spoken or not, he is not well ... she made a firm decision in her mind..is she getting the number of the assistant from the office..she took it out of her mobile purse to see..there was a cute little boy approaching her She stood up ... went to her feet and jumped up and started showing her the rags..then she looked at him ... and with the rags in her hand someone would have asked her..he pointed to the door of the hospital..sharwari came near the door ... looking at him, she started asking again..the little boy was looking at her hair with her hands when she was 4 years old ... then she started playing with it again ... she started asking herself in her mind who might have given this letter ... She saw this..then the folds of the letter began to unravel..the letters seemed familiar ... she started reading the letter ...

 The light rain had started..she should not get wet in the rain, she rested on the trunk of a nearby tree. ..

 Sharwari,

 I am Nikhil Sarpotdar ... Yes, I am your friend ... Calm down for the first time ... Nothing like my accident happened ... It was a fabrication .. To bring you here .. How many days have passed ..

 Do you remember ... ?? If we meet ..

 As a child, when Mirkaki was not at home, you would sneak into the Peruvian garden, climb a tree and take me to work ... but when you see Mirkaki near you, you would leave the smoke. Let go ... tell me one thing

 S. After sitting in the tee, you came across a boy sitting on the broken bench of the corporation. But you didn't understand his side..that's when you found your friend guilty..that he met you in the office again..that is how irritating the argument is again..but did you understand ..? Who was he ....? No, I don't know you .. how will you know .. then I am your childhood friend 'Gubalya' (nickname of Nikhil Sarpotdar) ... yes, I am him ... Even though Nikhil was really so close, I couldn't recognize him ... Tears welled up in his eyes again ... Even the drizzle of rain was accompanying his eyes ... The delicate smile on his face was more open due to the mold on his left cheek .)

 No, I don't know ...? How do you know that you had to shift to Pune as your father was replaced when you were 6 ...

 Say the game of Bhatukali is over ... Then one day when you easily put your name on fb, you meet again .. We started talking ... Let it go ... Do you want to meet me over coffee ... But sorry Ray ... In the rain, I can only make steaming hot tea .. Once you look back .. See if you can find a lost leaf in a small leaf ...

 Your friend ...

 She looked back ... He was standing there in the pouring rain, sipping hot tea.

 Holding the cup in his hand ... he was looking at her with a mischievous smile..she was looking at him alone with a heavy look ... he was slowly moving forward with another cup from his uncle ... two drops of rain were falling in the tea. In fact, she was the witness of this moment ... She was standing next to him with both hands over her mouth and watery eyes ... As he approached, he passed a cup of tea in front of her ... But at that moment, Sherwari hugged him ... Kushit ... that's how Nikhil started talking ...

 What are you crazy about crying ... ha ... before we calm down ... (Nikhil was giving her a little patience ..)

 Sharwari - Sorry Ray, I didn't know..you are ... so I started arguing ... Ray..Nikhil ..

 (Panavale little Simon was now replaced by Hundakya ...)

 Nikhil - Well done, it's over ... Look at the tea, it will be cold, let's take it first ...

 Sharwari - But before you forgive me ...

 Nikhil - yes yes ... I'm sorry, but I'm not happy ... have some tea ..

 (Nikhil smiles delicately ... she takes the tea in her hand .... rekindles old memories..the two are smiling at each other..even when the pouring rain has become a partner in this moment ... Opening the moment ..)

 Friendship is really nice ... there is no selfishness in it..this is a fictional friendship story that I suggested ... and I should write the next part ... why not, I am in this dilemma ... so please tell me exactly how you felt about the post ...