After spending a while in her previous classrooms, Deepa went to the auditorium to join others.
In the auditorium, everyone was still immersed in their lively talks. Some are talking with the teachers and other's are having snacks and chatting non stop as they all did in the past.
Deepa was lost for a moment and she don't know what to do here.
At a side, Yamuna who was filling up her plate with snacks, took a notice of the lady standing near the doorway. She was wearing a sky blue silk shirt and a creamy white capris pants, pairing with white high heals. Her hair was tied to a messy bun.
"I feel like I had seen her somewhere...." Yamuna pondered for a while and suddenly remembered who this elegant lady was.
"Oh my God! It's Deepa Lakshmi!!!!" Yamuna widened her eyes in surprise and put away the plate in her hand and approached Deepa quickly.
"Deepa, it's you!!"
Deepa was taken aback by the sudden noise and glanced at the source of it, only to see a woman standing excitedly beside her.
"Hhh... Sorry... I am afraid I don't knew you." Deepa smiled politely and took a step back.
"Oh, that's right. We didn't had much contact, you might don't remember." Yamuna mumbled awkwardly and said, "Anyways, I am Yamuna, nice to see you again."
"My pleasure." Deepa exchanged greetings with her. Yamuna,the chatterbox, found topics from nowhere and started a conversation with her. More like she asks and Deepa replies.
Although Deepa isn't a fan of talking with strangers, but Yamuna didn't give her a chance to slip away.
While talking without breaks, both of them forgot that they where standing before the entrance and didn't notice the figure that was blocked in the way because of them.
"Excuse me, can you please step aside ladies?" A male voice sounded behind, making them both aware of his presence.
Deepa heard the deep voice and turned around. Her eyes caught his sight, and her mind instantly flooded with the past memories of this person before her.
He was same as before but a little different. He was wearing a black shirt and trousers which perfectly highlighted his figure. Because of the regular training in gim, and the very strict nutritional diet his mother arranged for him, his body is in perfect shape and strong too. ᕙ(͡°‿ ͡°)ᕗ
He still has the stylish gold rimmed glass that hidden his eyes from others. His arm muscles and veins on his hand bulged as he was stretching his hand to hold the phone to his ear. He was talking to someone over the phone and was forced to the excuse when his path was blocked by two ladies.
'Anil sir...'
Deepa whispered his name and at the same moment, Yamuna held her to the side and gave way for Anil.
"Thank you." Anil nodded in greetings at them and passed by them while continuing his talk through phone.
Deepa was about to follow him when Jasmine and others also approached her.
"Hey, isn't it Deepa? Oh dear, it's been so long. Do you remember me? I am Jasmine."
"Yeah.. Jasmine. I remember." Deepa nodded at her, but her eyes where following the figure who was still on phone call.
She saw him put away his phone when Amar came to greet him. They chatted for a while there, then Amar left with Anil to somewhere inside.
"Deepa, you changed so much! I heard you are a doctor, what's your specialisation? Where do you work now?" Divya asked.
"I am a Surgeon at London Multi-speciality Hospital." Deepa replied.
"Oh, so are you settled there?" Yamuna wondered in curiousity.
"Not yet."
"London was my dream place once! How is it now? Is the weather nice there?" Yamuna shot a bunch of questions in a breath.
"That..."
Soon Deepa realised the painful truth that she can't escape anywhere until this chatterbox close her mouth. Her queries about her dream place was endless and Deepa even forgot that she saw Anil sir there.
All she wanted now was to slip away from there!
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