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“He should have known the consequences of calling me a monkey.” Sneha came from behind us.
Though we hid our laughter till then, listening to her words, recalled Kishore frustrated face, and we laughed again.
I don't know where she is till now, but Sneha appeared soon after Kishore left. But this time, she was not alone.
George is with her, laughing along with us. I am one hundred per cent sure that Sneha has dictated every detail of what she had done to Kishore.We were all engrossed in our talking.
After a while, we heard the roar of an engine from outside. George went out, saying that we should welcome them with a good beating for being late.
Meanwhile, I was wondering who it was. The sound of that bike seemed familiar to me. I got a feeling that it might be the person I've been waiting for.
Let me tell you, I have got a good sixth sense. I went near the window to see if my sixth sense was correct, but I saw no one.
' To hell with your sixth sense. You felt that way because you were too eager to see him.' A small voice in my mind pointed out, but I ignored it.
I stood there looking at the moon and got lost in my thoughts. Maybe I can never see him again. I was so looking forward to seeing him. But my hopes were fading a little with every passing second.
He loves to be with his friends. He values his friends and their friendship. That was the reason I was confident that he would come today.
We all got here in the afternoon. Now it was past seven in the evening. If he wanted to come, he should have already arrived.
Why was he not here yet? Perhaps he won’t be coming today. So many thoughts were running through my mind. Slowly, the anxiousness started in my heart.
In the meantime, a familiar voice snapped me back from my thoughts.
“Sorry, friends... I know it’s too late.”
That moment
I knew instantly that... it’s him!!
' Rohit! '
It was his voice. I can recognize his voice no matter how crowded the place is. Rohit has arrived!
My soul did somersaults inside me. My heart was dancing with joy. Hearing his voice was like, finally, I got to listen to my favourite song after a long while.
As soon as I heard his voice, my heart started beating faster. Every breath I take is not even under my control. It has accustomed to my sped-up heartbeat. A smile flashed on my lips.
If you have seen me right now. You can see my face glowing with pure bliss. I'm so excited that I want to jump around and dance. You can see my radiant face like a child who found her lost toy.
I widened my eyes and started searching for him. My eyes lit up with joy, and I felt my pupil dilate when I spotted him in the surrounding crowd.
Finally, I got to see him.
Rohit wore a black shirt and looked great in that. He had not changed at all. The only difference is he used to be cute and now he has become very handsome.
As soon as he came inside, almost everyone gathered around him. I like his character of blending in with everyone rather than making his world isolated.
He appeared exceptional to me in the crowd of people surrounding him. My eyes wanted to keep looking at him. My feet are trying to move in his direction.
He is so attractive when he smiles. His smile can melt a million hearts. Mine is one among them. I can keep staring at his smiling face without even a blink.
But I turned my gaze from his side to the moon, afraid if anyone would notice me looking at him like an i***t.
However, my mind is still in his direction. His voice was the only sound running in my ears.
My heart was beating faster every time he spoke.
My heart keeps giving signals to my brain to look at him. My brain is taunting my heart that someone might catch your stealing gazes. That conflict between my heart and brain continued until I saw him again.
My heart won over my mind. Looks like Heart's desire is stronger than the brain's logic.
Everyone gathered around him. Here I was, standing and staring at him. Rohit was a good friend of mine in school days. But now I don't know why I was a little afraid to go to him and talk.
'Why am I afraid to talk to him? We were so close when we were in our school. What is there to be afraid of? We met again after three years, which felt like ages for me. Who knows if this chance will come again. Yes, it is true. At least I should greet him.' I talked to myself and collected the little courage that was left in me.
When I was about to move from my place where I've been standing for a few minutes, I heard someone next to me talking about Rohit.
When I heard Rohit's name, I stayed there and listening to them.
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