"Who all are dancing from our class?"
"Here is the chit. You can see it yourself."
Jamyang- Anjuli
Pema-Lhab Dorji
Aric- Dawa Yangdon
Meto- Sagar
Ramita- Uttam
Bhim Raj -Anna Rai
She was just over the moon to dance with bestie. Elated to see (Rai) attached at the back of her name over that small chit. She dreamt of them standing on the stage and on one moment when boys has to hug girls from the side. She just couldn't wait for the last one day to go after which the real show would occur at mass.
"We are not dancing Anna, I mean our boys."
"But why bestie?" All those fantasy got scattered and was much hurt than ever but somehow managed a smile Infront of him though had many more in the head.
"Please, don't get angry. Let's dance on teacher's day hmm." He was apologizing over that thing as if like it's his fault.
"Promise, bestie?"
"Yes, promise."
Again one more month to pass for her to be on the stage with her prince, still then she was relieved to wait for such a long time.
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When We Were 17🌿
Non-Fiction"Let that burning flame never gets dimmed again." As she opened her eyes, the tears were dried up but not her beats for that one question is still rounding off there. Anna is a high scholar girl who had her first love at the blooming age of 17. howe...
