Observing her audition, he says, "There is something eerily familiar about you. Have we met?"
She confusely replies, "I don't believe so. Are you sure?"
He responds, "It is like a forgotten memory trying to resurface."
She says with curiosity, "Mayb...
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After the end of Class 10, the pivotal moment arrived-the choice of streams. Naturally, the four best friends-Revati, Baladev, Madhav, and Radhika-opted for "Pure Science," a challenging combination of Physics, Chemistry, Biology and Mathematics. Their excitement was palpable as was their determination to tackle the grueling syllabus together.
Their school, known for its superior higher education, saw a wave of new admissions from students transferring from other schools. Among them was Chandravali Verma, a soft-spoken girl who struggled with chemistry but carried a quiet resilience.
As classes commenced, the vastness of the curriculum became evident. Late-night study sessions turned into their routine, as did lending shoulders to one another during moments of stress. Their unwavering support fueled their shared journey to excel in academics.
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One day, the air buzzed with nervous energy- it was the third chemistry lab session, and for the first time, students would conduct practicals independently. The experiment? Identifying an unknown salt through a series of dry and wet tests. Each student was given a unique sample.
The teacher divided the class into two batches. Revati and Baladev, in the first batch, efficiently completed their tests and moved to the classroom to finish the theoretical write-up. Meanwhile, Madhav examined his sample-a striking blue powder. He smirked, confident in his deduction, "Copper sulfate. Too easy."
He sauntered to his desk, setting the sample down and waiting for Radhika, his partner-in-lab-crime, who was at the teacher's desk collecting her salt. Moments later, Radhika appeared, her expression a mix of frustration and determination as she placed a dull white powder on her desk.
Madhav raised an eyebrow. "A white sample? Tough luck, Radha. You will need at least four tests to confirm this one. But don't worry," he said with a playful grin, "I will help you crack it in no time. Start with the wet tests- it will save you time."
Radhika sighed, her mood lifting slightly. "You make it sound so simple," she muttered but she began the wet tests nonetheless. Madhav's presence had a way of calming her restless thoughts.
