The Bonfire Party and site visit- day 2

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Precap: Anu: "Ekaj minute, aapko pata hai, mujhe woh humare college friend Akshatha yaad hai... usne bonfire party ka invite beja hai.. Wahan chali jaungi... mei aap room mei rest karlijiyega... "

Anuj: "Ohh haan.. mujhe bhi mila hai invite chalo yaha check in karke.. wahi chale jayenge... saare honge wahan toh awkward bhi nahi hogi aur enjoy bhi karlenge hai na.."

Anu: "Haan chalo..."

They checked in and then left for the party.  

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Anupamaa and Anuj set out for the bonfire party, which was only a short drive from their hotel, and arrived at the gathering in less than ten minutes. Akshatha, the host and ever the lively spirit, welcomed them with open arms, her excitement infectious as she greeted them with warm hugs. The party was in full swing, and as they mingled, Anupamaa recognized a few familiar faces from the last reunion, while Anuj seemed to know almost everyone there. Settling down into the group, they quickly fell into easy conversations, letting themselves be pulled into the shared joy of old friends and new acquaintances alike.

The crackling bonfire illuminated the circle with a gentle, warm glow, adding a comforting touch to the cool night air. Anupamaa and Anuj took seats near the fire, basking in the radiant warmth and nostalgia as they laughed and reminisced about the good old days. Soon, the laughter and energy of the evening grew contagious. Friends shared tales from their college years, danced to old tunes, and sang with unrestrained joy, each memory unfolding like a chapter in their past, drawing them all closer.

Akshatha, who had been enjoying the music and ambiance, suddenly turned to Anuj with a playful glint in her eye. She couldn't resist poking fun at him with a story from their college days. "Arre, yaad hai, Anuj ne kaise college mein ragging culture ko khatam kar diya tha?" she teased, her eyes shining with excitement, clearly delighted to bring up this memory.

Rahul, seated beside her, immediately joined in, chuckling. "Haan, haan! Bilkul yaad hai. Anuj ne toh us ladke ki acchi khasi pitayi kar di thi. Uske baad toh kisi mein himmat hi nahi thi ki kisi aur ko rag kare!" He nudged Anuj with a knowing grin. "Woh ladki bhi toh... kaun thi us din?" he teased, his voice trailing off with a mischievous smirk.

The faintest blush crept over Anuj's face, which was accentuated by the warm glow of the bonfire. He tried to brush it off, casting his gaze downward to avoid meeting Anupamaa's curious eyes. "Bas Rahul, rehne do. Kya faayda woh sab yaad karke?" he said, his tone light but the embarrassment evident.

Yet, Akshatha wasn't one to let go so easily, her sense of mischief only heightening. She leaned in closer, a playful grin lighting up her face as she turned to Anupamaa. "Nahi, nahi," she insisted, "ab toh main bata ke hi rahungi!" Her gaze danced with excitement as she hinted at a story just waiting to be told, one she knew would capture Anupamaa's interest.

Anupamaa, caught between amusement and curiosity, looked at Akshatha. "Kya hua tha, Akshatha? Batao na," she urged, her voice tinged with intrigue as she leaned forward.

Akshatha only grinned wider, clearly savoring the suspense. "Rehne dete hain...," she teased, feigning reluctance. Her eyes flickered over to Anuj, who was clearly eager to dodge the topic altogether.

Sensing the attention, Anuj quickly attempted to steer the conversation elsewhere, and soon enough, the topic was forgotten as everyone dove back into the party. The night continued in a lively whirl of dancing, laughter, and endless storytelling. Someone even recorded snippets of their antics, which began circulating through the group's chats, bringing smiles and chuckles from everyone. They laughed and danced under the stars, savoring every moment of the gathering, until they finally began to disperse, tired but happy, as the first light of dawn started to creep over the horizon. It was 4 a.m. by the time they said their goodbyes, each one carrying home the warmth of rekindled memories and a night well spent.

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