Forever? Perhaps...

She was the happy go lucky girl who was adored by her teacher.

He was the serious guy whom even the teacher thought to be the good hardworking guy despite the fact that he had never given the tuition exams properly.

She had a round set of friends and she was the "perfect"one who cracked jokes as well as was attentive in the class,sitting at the second or third bench.

He sat at the last bench and his voice was never heard in the class.

She was the most punctual girl in her class.

He would enter the class late.

She was a girl who was the cheerful soul of her class who would talk to anyone and everyone.

He was a guy everyone wanted to talk to...but never really could.Attitude you know...

Every girl would say "he has so much attitude. Damn he's handsome...but too much attitude "She would roll her eyes and say "I think he's a psycho? "and shrugged her shoulders.

He would never leave a chance to intensely look at her wholeheartedly even during the class.

She would just manage to get a peek of him silently, perhaps after she was satisfied with her notes at the end of the class.

He would never let anyone stay around her while getting out of the class.Except himself.

She would complain to her mother "this is so annoying! "
But deep down... Maybe... She felt protective?

_this went on for about 2 years but never had anyone noticed their games nor did they ever talk about it.All she heard was his"can you please move?" from behind her, breathing against her sweet neck.And she would just step aside leaving space for him to pass.But him being him,would never think twice before passing across her as closely as possible.. Perhaps even feeling her warmth and she his_

Last day of their English tuition.

Both felt weird.Last time.Last day.

Just when it was the time to leave the class....their last time... As usual he was behind her swiftly,and she in front of him, effortlessly both walking.. Yet very much aware of each other.

When they were coming out of the gates, the immense crowd around them helped him to finally catch hold of her hand and leave a chit...and then....he got up in his car waiting for him.

She was surprised. Shocked.As she opened her pinkish hands...there was a chit.Lying in the middle of her pink soft palms.

While walking down her home... She opened it and that was the thing that perhaps had her expectations high.

"Someday...will meet"

10 years....

She, an amazing lawyer.Returning from Bangalore.

He, the successful businessman, he had wanted to be.Returning from Delhi.

KOLKATA NETAJI SUBHAS CHANDRA AIRPORT

She was being hugged and kissed by her family and friends.

"half an hour left...."thought she.

The sweet pretty girl today had grown up to be a beautiful lady. Everyone took at least a glance of her in the airport.

Time passing... Somehow her heart beat accelerating.

"THE DELHI FLIGHT HAS ARRIVED. "and she let out a relieved sigh.

None of her close ones knew her inner turmoil.None of them knew she was waiting for someone. Someone. Whom she had met ten years ago.And since then....has been waiting...

As soon as she had joined Facebook, she knew she would find him.Perhaps she was a fool to even think of a guy...an "insignificant "guy...but that was who she was.

"a friend request wouldn't kill..would it?"

But she being so popular among her friends and people... How can she find him now..amidst all the friend requests and tagging posts.

"Tomorrow.. I will... "

She took a deep breath and dwelled in her friends world.

Next day as she woke up and opened her account to check the loads of requests... Her eyes fell upon his profile.He had send her a request. Without thinking twice, she had accepted it.

And thus....there began a friendship... A friendship where there was an unsaid promise...but just a "friendship".

"Adi!!!!"someone shouted his name and thud!her heart skipped a beat.

Amidst all her friends and family enjoying the coffee and snacks at the airport CCD as per her request.. She turned around slowly to see if it really was him.

There he was standing, with the heavy bags around his muscular shoulders.. Wearing a Casual shirt and a pair of jeans and yet...with swag...his eyes finding someone.

And their eyes met.

There she was.Looking just like a freshly bloomed flower, in a pink top and black jeans.. "her usual "he thought.And smirked.

With all his family, behind, he just casually comes up to her and says"do you remember me Ms Chakroborty? "

She, blushing profusely and yet in her confident, ladylike husky voice replies"there's no reason to forget you Mr Mukherjee "and smiles. One of those her famous dimpled smiles which made his insides melt.

Introducing each other as their "old friends "to their families... Finally began the awaited journey... With each other....

"Forever? "she asked him in their mandap looking at the "ADITYA WEDS SHWETA "card.

"perhaps "he replied teasingly, only to see her twinkling eyes and the blush...with that dimpled smile that the Almighty had gifted her....and today was his.

And him hers.....