Pata nahi log kab kaha aur kaise milte hai aur kaun se rishte me bandh jate hai pata hi chalta hai
Ye kahani tin dosto ki hai pahli ka name Swati second Vali ki sweeti thrid Vali ki muskan .
Ye kahani tab ki hai jab se in sab ka school time tha sweeti ye alag school m padhti thi jab ki muskan aur Swati ek hi school m padhte the aur Swati se dono senior the Swati junior thi muskan ,Swati ko 7th se hi chahti thi tab tab Swati 6th m thi .
Kisi na kisi bahane se muskan Jaya karti thi Swati se mile uske sath khelne usse baat karne vo bhi kabhi mana nahi karti thi ki nahi khelna hai ham logo ke sath kyoki muskan to senior thi na par Swati ko ye sab nahi pata tha muskan ne darte darte usse pucha ki mere se dosti karogi ab vo boli thik hai pata hai muskan ke andar same vaisi hi feeling thi jaisi ladko ki feeling hota hai jab kisi ladki se dosti karte hai.
Pata nahi muskan ko kya ho gaya tha par vo bahut khush thi use Bina bataye ki aisa aisa hai time bitta raha vo din Saturday ka tha ab pata nahi Swati, muskan se baat hi nahi kar Rahi thi ab muskan paresan thi ki ise kya ho Gaya hai chutti bhi ho gai par baat nahi Hui school band tha.
Muskan try to karti thi baat karne ka agar kabhi kahi mil gaye to par pata nahi vo kyo nahi karna chahti thi kuch time ke baad muskan dusre college mein chali gai koi baat chit nahi no milna kuch bhi nahi sab shant ek saal ke baad vo bhi usi college m aai kis college mein muskan thi .