Meet Up

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The way he ended the speech was awful. I cannot read him through expressions. A dead face.

It was 2PM, I skipped my lunch.

Should I go and meet him up or not? I asked this question to myself on repeat mode. My level of aggression came to zero.

I texted him. +Meet you at 4 in the Desi park+ I sent..

+Alright+ was his sudden reply. Well,  That didn’t impress me. 

As I was going to meet him out for the first time, my happiness made me to vibrate each second.

I refreshed myself, a simple dressing up and each second when time goes near to 4, shivering starts automatically, like when it rains the climate becomes cool. And simultaneously my palms were cool and chill.

It was about ten to 4, I walked out of my room and went to Desi park which is about 2 kms. I took my scooter instead of walking.

I have been visited that park an year before. My friends had a party over there, and they invited me.

When I reached there, I saw him as he was standing in the entrance. I parked aside the gate and walked in.

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