Annual social gathering -part 1(the reunion to be)

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"Good Evening ",his message poped up in our school whatsapp group and suddenly the dead group became alive. The most successful person had messaged after ages and everyone lost their minds .Some started asking him about his life while some started asking him about his work. No one asked him how he was? I didn't know why but it bothered me. Other questions didn't bother me. I was calm like the northern oceans. Silently reading their Chats and and recollecting good old days and suddenly he started a topic which I couldn't ignore

"I guess we should plan a reunion. We'll meet after many years. And please decide the location to meet "this message gave a chill on my spine .The long lost spark of enthusiasm was reignited .My face brightened up with a smile. Smile which had come from heart .A smile of joy, a smile of happiness. If there happend to be a reunion I would get to meet him after 12 years.

In the group they were arguing about the date and time of reunion ."What about 20 December?  It's our schools annual day on 20.lets meet at the same place where we parted 14 years ago " I said

"well not a bad idea. By the way who's this?" Suddenly I realised that almost everyone had forgotten me. "Is it lyanaa? "he asked. Wow I was almost dancing.someone remembers me."Hi guys I'm lyanaa ". I was among the old forgotten girl of my class and Ya how would anyone remember me. After HSSC I had lost contact with my school friends except him. And after graduation I had moved to north eastern India and later to France .Due to Christmas I had come home .

"oh Lyanaa! how can I forget you!  Remember we were best friends in STD 10?where have you been?  I was searching for you?!"

I was out of words. And while I was scrolling down my timeline I noticed that he had sent me a friend request. And I accepted it without any hesitation. I was going crazy without any reason except I was going to meet him after 14 years. I couldn't wait for 20 December to come

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