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The Pasta II.

On day, as they were warming up in the park Karuna saw two men pacing towards them.
Unsure of the intention she signalled Ankit,he too was clueless.Soon the guys came and stood near Ankit.
Before Ankit could say a word tgey started to bash him,confused and shocked Karuna took a step back only to pounce on them the moment later.
He grabbed the elder one's collar and gave him a tight punch on his face.Ankit stood there dumbstruck.
The other one, took a back step himself and started shouting "Isi ne kaha tha To fight with him because of a dare. "

Karuna pushed him on the floor and began beating him up until he confessed that he liked Karuna and wanted to sue Ankit in order to get hold of her.
She was more upset of the fact that they tried to harm Ankit and she angrily spoke"How dare you thought of doing any such thing with him!? Do you know who he is!? He is..."
And there was silence.
She didn't leave him until he was apologetic of his misdeed.
The friends gave a look to each other and walked home.Both of them didnt say a word that day.

Year 2014,Class 12th..
Results were out and both of them had scored 80%.
And This time the guy had scored more in maths than Karuna to which she was really proud of!
Soon they decided to look for Colleges for B. Tech in the same city!,but destiny had other plans..
Karuna got a college in Bangalore and Ankit in Delhi.
While parting,they decided to be in touch and cried like babies.Everybody accept them realised they loved each other!

Life happend and the friendship fell short of communication, both of them moved on with their respective and constant internals..
Ankit would miss her a lot at times,but didn't even had her number now.

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