She placed a
small piece of paper in my hands and blinked her eyes slowly to keep it with me
and said, “Read it when I will go.”
“I won’t let you
go”, I smiled, “Apoorva, this is the place I saw you for the first time and
see, today, I am here with you again. You are the best gift of my life.”
She looked into
my eyes and smiled in her most amazing expressions. We walked over to her class
and she asked me to go to my class. I kept the note in my pocket and stepped
towards the class. It was 9:05 a.m. and I was already late for the class. I sat
at the last seat, luckily, alone. I opened the register and took out the note
and opened it over the notebook. The teacher like always was preoccupied with
the first benchers.
There were few but
beautiful lines that she wrote. She is a good writer, I must say. Lucky me!

I just couldn’t
stop myself from staring at the ‘love note’ and read it over and over again. I
wanted to hug her, kiss on her forehead and
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