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Jeene Ki Saari Zaroorat Mili Hai
Ye Jaam Hi Hai Jaisa Hai
Yunhi Hamesha Hamesha Rahe Jis Tarah
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Today marked the farewell day for the 12th graders. While all the students were busy preparing their best looks, our two girls were feeling worn out from trying countless times to tie their sarees correctly. They were ready with everything except the saree.

"Is it really necessary to wear a saree?" Akshita questioned, holding her pleats. Vedika shot her a skeptical look. "Seriously, girl? Why not just wear something else and own the spotlight?" Vedika replied, applying her lipstick.

"I'll call my mumma to help me," Akshita said, losing her pleats yet again. "What have you been doing all this time?" Vedika teased as Akshita rolled her eyes.

"Mumma, can you make it a bit thinner?" Akshita complained while her mother worked on her pleats.

"Aur kitna patla karun princess?" her mother asked, continuing her task.

"Just a little more; I want to look good, right?" Akshita imagined the outcome. Her mom shook her head at her antics.

"And it's done," her mother said, finishing the pleats. "Thanks, Mumma! What would I do without you?" Akshita said dramatically.

"You're silly," her mom replied, playfully flicking her head.

"Are you going to come after everything winds down?" Vedika asked, grabbing her bag. She looked stunning in a pastel green organza saree adorned with floral prints.

"Let's go," Akshita said, picking up her guitar for her music performance, which she'd prepared for someone special who appreciated her singing.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

The two girls walked into the school, exuding confidence. Every boy gazed at them as if they were prey, while some girls stared enviously, feeling jealous of their beauty. Among them was Akshita's so-called friend Kavya, a backstabber in disguise.

"Do we look that bad that everyone's staring at us?" Akshita whispered to Vedika, who gave her a resigned look in response.

"Are you serious?" Vedika replied, prompting a slight grin from Akshita.

"Don't you think I look a bit different? I mean, everyone else is in pastels and I'm in this bright outfit," Akshita asked, self-consciously.

"No way! You look like an angel," Vedika said, giving her a side hug.

"Hayeee!" someone exclaimed, and it was none other than Avyansh Singh Rathore, looking dashing in a perfectly fitted black Armani tuxedo.

Unbeknownst to him, he was grappling with his own feelings, trying to ignore what he was experiencing. Would he come to realize it in time?

Hearing his 'Hayee,' Akshita turned to him, her cheeks blushing a deeper shade-fortunately, she had blush on, or the news would've spread throughout the school!

Her outfit

His outfit

He gazed at her, who resembled an angel come straight from heaven. They locked eyes, their mutual gaze intense, until their best friend interrupted.

"Stop staring at each other; the party is about to start," Vedika said, clearly annoyed.
"Shut up," he replied, walking toward the hall where the farewell event was being held.

Akshita felt a sharp pang in her heart from his tone but managed to calm herself by reasoning with her thoughts.

As they entered the hall adorned with black and gold balloons and shimmering white curtains, they spotted a large stage set for performances.

Akshita and Vedika took their seats next to their friends, and Siddhart playfully blew a kiss at Vedika, making her blush deeply.

"You look incredibly tempting in that saree today," Siddhart whispered in Vedika's ear.
"Shut up, Sidd," she said, playfully hitting his arm.
"There's no need for so much romance here," Ivaan teased, looking at his friends.

"Everyone's a hater of my love," Vedika muttered, causing Akshita to chuckle.
"Look who's here; we were missing this witch," Vedika remarked as Kavya approached them in a stunning black saree with a backless blouse.

"Oh my, Akshu, why are you wearing such bright colour?" Kavya asked as she neared them.
"DO.YOU.HAVE.ANY.PROBLEM?" Vedika shot back, emphasizing each word, causing Kavya to gulp at Vedika's fierce demeanor.

"Alright, students, please take your seats. As you all know, your journey has come to an end; you've spent 12 years in this school, creating many wonderful memories..." the principal continued with the farewell speech.

"And finally, I would like the students to showcase their performances," he announced before stepping off the stage. One by one, students performed until it was Akshita and Vedika's turn.

Confidently, they made their way to the stage, and the audience erupted with cheers as they elegantly swayed to the rhythm of the music. Akshita, known for her versatility, showcased her impressive dancing skills, and as it was the final performance, everyone joined in to dance together.

They enjoyed alot where a the boys are feeling blessed after dancing with both the angles.
Soon the dance performance came to an end and every students got there prizes and cerficates..

The principal requested, "I would like Akshita Rai Singhania to perform a song to conclude the ceremony."

Carrying her guitar, Akshita made her way to the stage, where a fellow student had kindly set up a chair and microphone for her. She smiled at him and mouthed a thank you.

Taking a seat, she adjusted her guitar and the mic. She then locked eyes with the person who inspired her song and began to express her feelings through her performance.

कहते हैं, "ख़ुदा ने इस जहाँ में सभी के लिए
किसी ना किसी को है बनाया हर किसी के लिए"
तेरा मिलना है उस रब का इशारा
मानो मुझको बनाया तेरे जैसे ही किसी के लिए

कहते हैं, "ख़ुदा ने इस जहाँ में सभी के लिए
किसी ना किसी को है बनाया हर किसी के लिए"
तेरा मिलना है उस रब का इशारा
मानो मुझको बनाया तेरे जैसे ही किसी के लिए

कुछ तो है तुझसे राब्ता
कुछ तो है तुझसे राब्ता
कैसे हम जानें? हमें क्या पता
कुछ तो है तुझसे राब्ता

The lyrics echoed themes of divine connection and fate, emphasizing the significance of their meeting.

As she sang, her fingers strummed the guitar rhythmically, with the spotlight enhancing her beauty in her saree and flowing hair. Avyansh stared at her, captivated by her angelic voice.

तू हमसफ़र है, फिर क्या फ़िकर है?
जीने की वजह यही है, मरना इसी के लिए
कहते हैं, "ख़ुदा ने इस जहाँ में सभी के लिए
किसी ना किसी को है बनाया हर किसी के लिए"

मेहरबानी जाते-जाते मुझपे कर गया
गुज़रता सा लम्हा एक दामन भर गया
तेरा नज़ारा मिला, रोशन सितारा मिला
तक़दीर की कश्तियों को किनारा मिला

सदियों से तरसे हैं जैसी ज़िंदगी के लिए
तेरी सोहबत में दुआएँ हैं उसी के लिए
तेरा मिलना है उस रब का इशारा
मानो मुझको बनाया तेरे जैसे ही किसी के लिए

कुछ तो है तुझसे राब्ता
कुछ तो है तुझसे राब्ता
कैसे हम जानें? हमें क्या पता
कुछ तो है तुझसे राब्ता

तू हमसफ़र है, फिर क्या फ़िकर है?
जीने की वजह यही है, मरना इसी के लिए
कहते हैं, "ख़ुदा ने इस जहाँ में सभी के लिए
किसी ना किसी को है बनाया हर किसी के लिए"

The chorus highlighted their bond, suggesting a deep, unexplained connection. Akshita poured her heart into the song, making it seem as if she was singing just for Avyansh. When she finished, she closed her eyes, feeling content after expressing her emotions.

However, once Avyansh realized how he had been acting, he quickly grabbed his coat and stormed out of the hall, oblivious to his surroundings. Akshita noticed his departure and felt a pang of disappointment for not receiving his praise.

Amidst this, someone was scheming trouble, fueled by jealousy and misunderstanding, which could lead to dangerous consequences.

As the event wrapped up, students exchanged goodbyes, aware that a few classes remained before the upcoming holidays.

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