The bundle of letters were in huge number, reading all the letters was not possible. Mohit takes out the second letter....
Dear Mohit,
I know you are good in reading but be a slow reader.........read it slowly..... it's not a writing it's my feeling that has taken form of words.
You know I feel so good when you are around me. it's same school, same classroom and same friends but just your love has changed everything. You know Shreya knows about us. She is very happy that finally we are in relationship. Only the thing that is worrying me is the time. Time is running, just few more months to be in school and then we all will leave in different directions.
Whatever be the class or lecture my eyes are always on you. It's a great feeling that has filled me with an excitement. Today morning mummy asked me why I look so happy? I didn't say a word and left. You know standing in mirror has really got it's meaning now. I take lot of time dressing myself in mirror, lot of time you will find me speaking myself with it. What feeling I am having cannot express in words.
Writing you seems like you are listening all my words. Be there always Mohit.
With Love
Your Shurti
Mohit finished the letter with smile, he recalled how the feeling used to be reading Shruti's letters. School days were the best days of his life where he actually lived his life. He folded back the letter and took out another one from the bundle......next letter was enclosed in a beautiful envelope that was pink in color with multiple love symbols on it. Opening the envelope there came out few dried rose petals....Mohit tried picking the petel but it got crushed into tiny pieces while picking .... Mohit tried smelling that envelope but somehow it has already lost its fragrance. Mohit still remembers how beautifully Shruti used to handover letters and cards in between her books.
Exchange of books always meant to be with some hidden treasures. Unfolding the letter he started reading it.......
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