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Novel By: smruti
Flash fiction

religion is not a barrier between friendship and love... View table of contents...



Submitted:Oct 25, 2012    Reads: 46    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

No no....that's not the way ! you are wrong my dear... suddenly Biswaroop looked behind !!! It was Almas Alam Atari. A neighborand only best-friend of Biswaroop.

Hey this is my "TripleA" with a little tear in eyes Biswaroop came closer with a shock !!! What happened to Almas Alam....??? Biswa thought with a scary face.

"Don't Worry this was a little accident and now there are no pain left inside." Almas said to Biswaroop with a smileyand innocent face. But suddenly biswaroop sat under the wheel chair and started his longest speech.." i had told you or not to drive slow??" "Why you idiot don't look after my words??" etc etc....Alam laughed and the past memory got freshenup once more that day.....

Both were from different states. After Being together for long one year in college hostel they become able to understand each other's languages and habits. Both were room mates, bench partner for a long four years. Though they were from different religion but when the semester results date comes near, the non religion charm from both of them comes as being brightened.

It was the orientation day ceremony from the college(College of Science Study and Humanity) to welcome the new comers and get them know about the curriculum , rules and regulation.

Just before the opening speech, a simple guy with a very simple hair cut took a seat right beside to a guy who hadtotally similar charecterestics.

" HI I am Biswaroop from IT ".

" Hello I am Almas Alam Atari from IT too . Whats Your Roll no ? "

"It is 002"

" Hey Myself 001 !!! "

" Thats Great!! Are You days Scholar ? "

" No i will stay in College Hostel and looking for a friend."

" I think god listened my prayer. I am also going to stay in hostel i have got room number 15."

" Are you sure???? "

" Ya! "

" Thanks to Allah he listened me....even me too got room 15. "

" Thats great any way where are you from ?"

" I Am from Hyderabad'n' you ?? "

" I am from Gujarat. you are fromHyderabad !! then you must speak Telugu?? "

" Ya it is our language . yours is Gujarati right??"

" Ya but thanks god till now we were talking in English."

" Ya we have to understand each other's language."

" Ya lets go i think theboring speech is over and this is the lunch time."

Bothlaughedand went for the lunch......


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