"Accha listen, I got something for you",he said and pulled out a nicely packed, gift from his bag.
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He offered me that box and gestured me to open it.
I did and gasped as I saw a beautiful stole...
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"Nit..Nitin...this is so beautiful.... thank you", I just stood there, not knowing how to react.
I looked at his face and saw him looking at me with anticipation.
"Accha ab ise pehno bhi!!", he said and before I could say anything, he slowly removed my stole from my neck and made me wear the one he bought for me.
Kanha!! This stole is damn expensive. Ye baat to iski quality se hi pta chal rhi hai.
But ye Nitin paisa kharch karne wali party to nhi hai...aur na hi mera birthday hai...phir ye stole??
And then at that point , the realization hit upon me.
A stole....stole for modesty!!!
It's his way of saying sorry....
I tried to make out words but he simply held my shoulders and said," Yaar, I know tum mujhe kabhi maaf nhi karogi...but I swear, mera tumhe hurt karne ka koi irada nhi tha. Pta nhi mujhe kya ho gya tha...main khudh ko control hi nhi kar paya... Varsha... actually sach baat to ye hai ki main like....pehle promise karo ki tum mujhse naraz nhi hogi aur dosti nhi todogi...hum dono friends ban kar hi raheinge..."
I simply nodded my head in affirmation.
He sighed and said ,"Yahan nhi, kahin aur chal kar baat karte hain", and then he held my wrist and started moving out of the AIH department, with me following him,totally clueless.
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We arrived at the college garden and headed towards an empty bench.
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