“Aju..” she said, and hugged him. Nothing about Ira had changed, except that she looked weary and had an extra piece of ornament on her face, the nasal prongs.
“Ira..” he said, and hugged her back. “You look as fine as a supermodel and it seems like you got yourself a boyfriend finally.” he giggled and pointed at Ira’s oxygen cylinder.
“Kavi, dad.” he said, hugging the other two while smirking at Ira who was pouting and rolling her eyes at him.
The stadium was filled with handsome boys who were getting ready for their matches. It was a treat to watch faces brimming with anxiety and hope. Everyone around shared the same emotions like one other, the desire to win and the fear of losing.
“Ooh! That’s a lot of good looks at one place.” Ira and Kavya stated in unison.
“Girls being girls.”
