"It's fine you can try harder for life is never that much rude to go beyond your hardwork as you had already chosen science stream." Metro gave a consoling pat on her back.
"Let's not waste time doing nothing than fetching puffy eyes." It was Gayem now to distrub their conversation if not it would have been elongated a long time back now.
Greeting was made when sir shayab entered the room wearing white gho and a long book on his right hand. He used to teach them mathematics when they were in grade IX and X. Such an hardworking teacher he used to be and Anna had truly enjoyed attending his class with his interesting skills in teaching field.
"You are sir dikman's nephew right and the third topper from kamji school?"
"Yes sir."
The voice that echoed from her right side and the dragging of chair made her turned around and for the very first time she felt it. From her inner core butterfly started twirling. His long eye lashes and cute smile got snapped into the card that doesn't require any extra memory and in whose absence the body would be maimed.
"Who is he?"
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When We Were 17🌿
Non-Fiction"Let that burning flame never gets dimmed again." As she opened her eyes, the tears were dried up but not her beats for that one question is still rounding off there. Anna is a high scholar girl who had her first love at the blooming age of 17. howe...
