Part 11 (1/2)

Meira got a scholars.h.i.+p in FIITJEE, which had a scheme for the children of poor people who couldn't afford their fees. She started to study hard, and soon became one of the brighter students in her cla.s.s. Aliya studied from tutors at home, and began working soon after, starting on small jobs and slowly moving up the ranks. I s.h.i.+fted my focus back on academic activities, and managed to improve my grade well enough.

Everything ended in the best possible manner, and every bit of pain, every little effort that I put in had paid off. I was happy now, and so was everyone else. I took on Gujjar, and I won.

EPILOGUE.

I sat up gently as I thought about all of this. My life certainly did have an adventure to it, and it was an adventure I would never forget. The smile on my face didn't seem to go away, as I thought about every little thing that happened then.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and turned around to see my wife smiling at me. ”Been here for a while, have you?”

”Didn't feel like sleeping. I was thinking about the time we spent twelve years back. All the fights, the running, the drama, the proposal...”

”The happiness and the laughter that we all went through back then. I can never forget those days, Ansh. You're the reason why I am who I am today. I found love, happiness, freedom, independence, everything because you came into my life. You're the best thing that could happen to me.”

”And you are the best thing that could ever happen to me!”

”Well, let's not get so sentimental now! We have a guest coming over for dinner tonight, remember?”

”Of course, Meira is coming!”

Aliya left to prepare dinner, and I joined her soon afterwards to help her with it. Just as we were done, a car pulled up, and the doorbell rang. I went to the door and hugged the person standing there.

”It's so great to finally see you after so many months Meira!”

”You know I have a changed name now, don't you?” She said, grinning back at me.

”Yes, Miss Tanisha Roy, IITian, stud coder, Google professional. Should I recite your resume too?”

”Shut up, you,” she said, punching me lightly on the arm. ”Shall we go to dinner now?”

”Sure, let's go. We've made your favourite dishes.”

”You and cook? I'm sure Aliya did all the hard work!”