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Festival

ANURAG19

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It was the annual school festival — the kind that filled every corridor with laughter, music, and the fragrance of new memories. Diva stood near the art stall, her friends chatting beside her, but her eyes were fixed elsewhere.

There he was — Ishnu, wearing a white dhuti and a yellow punjabi. The sunlight caught on the edge of his smile, and for the first time, Diva’s heart forgot its rhythm. Everything else blurred — the crowd, the chatter, the chaos — all she could see was him.

That day, she didn’t talk to him. She didn’t even try. But something inside her changed quietly, like a soft light flickering to life.


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In the days that followed, Diva began noticing him everywhere — walking across the ground, laughing with his friends, standing near the school gate. She never spoke, but she started writing.

Tiny folded notes — full of words she couldn’t say aloud:
“You looked beautiful that day.”
“Your smile makes my mornings brighter.”
“If only you could see how I see you.”

She slipped those notes secretly into his bag when no one was watching — during recess, after class, before the bell rang. He never knew who left them. And she never signed her name.
 
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