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There he was standing on the dice,dressed in an armani suit,just as he wished.
The red tie on his black waistcoat looked as if it was meant to be for him.
He had the same amount of charm when compared to the day i saw him last.
Nearly 6 years ago.
I saw him at the airport last,that day too he was wearing a black attire.
Though he had a nike cap on his head to top it off.
That day, it was the city that separated us,this day it was his wedding.
Standing on the dice that was aesthetically decorated with pink flowers,the couple looked pretty.
Wearing a peach saree as i was walking towards the dice to wish him good luck i could sense what he must be thinking while he watched me coming closer and closer,after all i was not invited for his reception party.
I just happend to be there because i made a promise to him that i will attend his wedding and he promised too,to receive me hand in hand.And as usual he failed, misreably!
All i could see was a face of disbelief and dissatisfaction.He looked at his gf,now wife.
And asked her to stay quiet for whatever i would say.
I reached upto them with a huge Bouquet of Roses. Red was is second favorite colour.
Wished the duo good luck,didn't say anything else.He was very much surprised by my gesture but was frozen enough not to say anything,not even a thank you,i just told his wife, m a friend.. Long lost friend and she managed a smile,as i was about to move back,the photographer asked me to stay, so that he can click a picture of us together.
We smiled towards the camera,one of the three really smiled and the two had tears.
Mine were because i couldn't stop him 6 years ago and his were because he can't stop me now.He failed there too, he couldn't keep his promises then nor now.

I kept my promise back then, i kept my promise now..

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