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He-She-Story

She was already there. With apparent anxiety, her fingers were tangled in her dupatta. I could recognise her from a distance....And, five years were not enough for me to forget my Kannu.
......Kanak, er..Kannu had been living in my neighbourhood since we were kids. We'd play together. I used to pull her long braids. She would scream and ............. She had turned into a beautiful, young woman. I smiled.
Standing in front of me,
she was like, "You are a completely different stuff, Sanjay! I mean altogether changed; couldn't even recognise you at first glance."............
I couldn't take my eyes off her face. She was just the same; vibrant, chirpy and ...lovable.
"Have I changed a lot?" I asked.
"I mean now you speak less and observe more," she tried to make me feel comfortable,"I mean you've turned into a thorough gentleman,"and she burst into laughter,
"I mean, more of a material, that should be taken seriously"........
........."So you read my letter!"

.........."Yepp!"

.........."Want to know your response."

........"So early? It's only yesterday that you returned."

........."Shall go back soon. My parents won't wait."

........"Ohh"

........."Please marry me, Kannu!"

........."Ma and Pa like you."

........."I want your consent."

........."It was granted before coming to this place....."

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