Chapter 12
Next morning Ananya reaches office, but she doesn't search him, instead she sits quietly
at her seat. "Ananya!"Richa takes her seat and puts her bag on her desk. "Richa kal tere
chaar (4) missed calls the. Maine call back bhi kia tha par tu ne uthaya nahi. Main bohot
darr gayi thi. Kya hua tha? Tu theek to hai na?" asks Ananya, holding Richa's hand, fully concerned about Richa's well being.
Richa who keeps staring at her throughout the time when Ananya shows her concern
through her words, ends up hugging her tightly, her eyes well up. Ananya unable to
understand the reason behind Richa's reaction, holds her tightly, giving her comfort
"Richa, kya hua? Tu theek to hai na? Koi problem hai to mujhe bata!" They release
each other. With teary eyes, Richa searches her bag and brings out 7 bracelets and puts
it on the desk in front of them. Ananya at first looks at them with wonder, then soon her
expression changes as she succeeds in recognizing them. "Yeh... Yeh to..." unable to find words she keeps her eyes fixed on the bracelets. Sometimes picking one of them, to remember clearly; sometimes just staring at
all the bracelets kept in front of her altogether, in utter surprise. "Pehchana?"
asks Richa, trying to gauge her reaction, eager to know if she remembers. "Kittu...!"
Ananya stares into her childhood best friend's eyes. Both of them teary eyed,
feelings and memories were making it too difficult for them to handle their tears. And
both of them end up weeping.
"Ananya ma'am ye Kabeer Sir ne apko dene ko kaha hai" the peon interrupts their moment together. Rubbing their tears, they resume to normal self. Looking at each other,
signaling with a smile, that they will definitely talk later. Then she turns to the peon and
accepts the envelope from him, and smiles.
Smiling back at her, peon leaves.
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