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[ Aaj kinjjal ka school mein 12th std ke session ka pehla din hai. Subah ke 7 baj rahey hain. Ghar pe maa jahaan ek or pooja kar rahi hai tou doosri taraf humaari kinjjal abhi bhi sapno ke duniya se uthi nahi hai. magar yeh neend shaayad zyaada der tak kinjjal ke liye na thha ke tabhi maa ki zorr se awaaz aayi. ]

Ma : [ gusse se ] yahaan tu sou rahi hai aur school ke liye late bhi ho rahi hai !!

Kinjjal : ma , bas thodi der aur sone do na....

Ma : [ gusse se ] kinjjal ooth !!.......:x

[ maa ke zor se daatne par kinjjal jhat se ooth jaati hai aur ooski nazar ghari par parti hai. ]

Kinjjal : oh no !.... ma apne mujhe pehle kyun nahi uthaya.... dekho main late ho gayi hoon ab mujhe jaldi jaldi tyaar houna hoga.....

Ma : lo !.... ek tou khud oothne ke liye bahana khoj rahi thii aur ab mujhe ko hi dosh dey rahi hai..... ulta chor kotwaal ko daate.....

[ kinjjal tyaar hou jaati hai ]

Kinjjal : achha ma , ab main school ke liye nikal rahi hoon nashta karne ke liye time nahi hai.... bye....

Ma : arre nashta kar... ruk !

[ kinjaal chali jaati hai ]

[ udhar school mein classes shuru hou jaate hain. class teacher attendence lete hain. ab kinjjal ki baari aati hai. ]

class teacher( mrs.kundu ) : roll no. 9 !.... roll no.9 !... kinjjal !..........:x

class teacher( mrs.kundu ) : roll no. 9 !.... roll no.9 !... kinjjal !..........

[ teacher ko ab gussa aajata hai ] :x

Mrs. kundu : kinjjal !......

[ tabhi kinjjal class mein pahuchti hai ]

Kinjjal : present mam !......

Mrs. kundu : tum hamesha eesi tarah late aati ho... jab mr. logan tak yeh baat pahuchega tab tum tou......

Kinjjal : [ confident ke saath ] dont worry mam !... aisa ahinda nahi hoga.....

Mrs kundu : promise ?....

Kinjjal : pakka promise !......

[ kinjjal apne bench pe jaake beith jaati hai. kinjjal ki friend(natasha) peechey se kinjjal ko boli]

Natasha : yaar kinjjal , hamaare group tou kya poore class mein tu hi sabse daring aur smart ladki hai jo confidently har situation ko easily handle kar leti hai.....

Kinjjal : woh esliye kyunki kinjjal hai na !........

i liked it. it's different. continue soon
par yeh kya hai???????

but her luck left her and at last she die in very painful way.

hmm... yehi tou woh twist hai !
Da Moral of da story -> dear , har kisi ki kismat itni achii nahi houti aur jiski kismat achi houti hai tou..... usmei bhi kuch twist zaroor mila houta hai....

Kinjjal : woh esliye kyunki kinjjal hai na !........

[ Lunch time houta hai. Kinjjal aur uski friends milkar truth or dare khelte hain ]

[ ees baar bottle ka point kinjjal ke taraf aata hai ]

Sara : kinjjal , chal teri baari hai.... truth ya dare ??.....

Kinjjal :[ confidently kehti hai ] dare !....

Pooja : wow !!...

[ tabhi class mein uski ek friend meera route hue aati hai ]

[ saare friends meera se ooske roune ka reason poochte hain. meera bahut rou rahi hai ]

Kinjjal : kya hua meera ?.... kya problem hai ?..... bata na yaar !..... kya hua ???....

Kinjjal : kya hua meera ?.... kya problem hai ?..... bata na yaar !..... kya hua ???....

Meera : [ route hue ] aaj mujhe vice-principle ne apne cabin mein bulaya thha aur..... maine kal school se fake half-day leave banaya aur yeh baat sir ko pata chal gaya.... sir ne mujhse kaha ke woh mujhe maaf kar denge par ek shart par..... aur dheere-dheere woh mera haath pakar rahe thhe.... mujhe unka irada kuch theek nahi laga....

[ meera ke baat soon kar tabhi pooja boli ]

Pooja :[ gusse se ] oos vice-principle ne school mein bahut baar aisa kiya.... oose tou sabak sikhana hi parega !.....

[ sara ko idea aata hai ]

Sara : kinjjal tune dare choose kiya thha.....

Kinjjal : haan...

Sara : tou tera task yeh hai.... ke kal humare school mein annual function hai.... tujhe stage par jana hai.... aur sabke saamne oos vice-principal ko kheech ke jhaapar maarna hai...... Bol !....

Kinjjal : [ nervous hou jati hai ] main ??...... nahi nahi.... mujhse yeh nahi houga.....

[ saare friends saara ke ees faisle ko agree karte hain aur kinjjal ko encourage karte hain. ]

Poora group : kinjjal dare !.... dare ! dare !......

[ kinjjal darr zaroor rahi thii magar phir ooski nazar meera par gayi aur usne tyeh kiya ]

Kinjjal : theek hai !....

nice

thanx

Cool story.

Kinjjal : theek hai !....

[ Annual Function ka din aur saare students apne-apne items ke liye tyaar thhe. Kinjjal aur ooska poora group audience ke saath beithe hue thhe. ]

[ Principle aur cheif guest front row ke seat mein beithe hue thhe. ]

[ Function shuru hou chuka thha saare loug enjoy kar rahe thhe. Ab baari aayi award distribution ki jahaan prize lene ke liye mr. shroff ek-ek karke students ko bula rahe thhe aur cheif guest ke haathon prize dilaya jaa raha thha. ]

Sara : kinjjal , tujhe yaad hai na tujhe kya karna hai ?......

Kinjjal : nahi sara , mujhse yeh nahi houga..... main yeh nahi kar sakti.....

[ kinjjal meera se ]

Kinjjal : meera , iam sorry magar teri kinjjal mein itni himmat nahi hai ke woh itne barey teacher par yun sabke saamne haath uthaye...... mujhe maaf kar dey..........

[ yeh soon meera aur baaki friends ke bhi himmat ab toot chuki thi. meera rou rahi thi. ]

Mr. shroff : And the best student of the year ka award jaata hai.............. ms. Kinjjal dixit ko !.....

[ Best student of the year kinjjal hai ees baat pe audience taaliyo se kinjjal ko congrats diya. Kinjjal oothi aur aagey badi. woh stage ke taraf award lene ke liye aagey badi. ]