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“Trisha, you should understand one thing. It has been more than seven years. Aryan would have moved on by now. Ever since the day you guys broke up, he has never spoken about you to anyone, nor he would listen to anyone about you. It is clear that he wants to stay away from your life. He wouldn’t even talk about his personal life with anyone anymore. Not even to Danny and Rohan bhai. Nobody knows what’s going on in his life. I wouldn’t be surprised if somebody comes and tells me that he is dating.
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“Still feels like a dream” I said, raising my hand and feeling the fresh morning air as I looked at the clear blue sky through my unfurled fingers.
“It sure is. Getting into AFL is not everybody’s cup of tea. Just imagine, stepping into one of the most posh universities of the world. Wow! Just thinking about it makes me flooooat,” Aysha said, swaying her body with the wind.
AFL was among the top institutions for architecture, arts and business management. Its students were not regular boys and girls; they all came from super-rich, influential families. As a matter of fact, AFL was originally built for such people, but the management later decided to open five per cent of seats every year to scholarship students, as an opportunity for regular students to experience high-quality education. But in reality, this was more like a charity, devised to portray a good image for the institution.
Listen to my heartbeat
“Trisha, you should understand one thing. It has been more than seven years. Aryan would have moved on by now. Ever since the day you guys broke up, he has never spoken about you to anyone, nor he would listen to anyone about you. It is clear that he wants to stay away from your life. He wouldn’t even talk about his personal life with anyone anymore. Not even to Danny and Rohan bhai. Nobody knows what’s going on in his life. I wouldn’t be surprised if somebody comes and tells me that he is dating.
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“Still feels like a dream” I said, raising my hand and feeling the fresh morning air as I looked at the clear blue sky through my unfurled fingers.
“It sure is. Getting into AFL is not everybody’s cup of tea. Just imagine, stepping into one of the most posh universities of the world. Wow! Just thinking about it makes me flooooat,” Aysha said, swaying her body with the wind.
AFL was among the top institutions for architecture, arts and business management. Its students were not regular boys and girls; they all came from super-rich, influential families. As a matter of fact, AFL was originally built for such people, but the management later decided to open five per cent of seats every year to scholarship students, as an opportunity for regular students to experience high-quality education. But in reality, this was more like a charity, devised to portray a good image for the institution.
© Prajna GS 2021