"I am so sorry....' Said she soothing her pain as she came an inch closer to her....

Sanyukta and Randhir would spend the lunch break together, sitting in the class, sharing lunches. Randhir had played FLAMES using her name and his, and all the time it had came 'enemy' but despite the result, he had decided she would be his wife. He would protect

her from the world. They would always share their lunches. He had vowed

he would never let her shirt stain with ink spots. And the day he grows up to be a senior, he would hunt every last student in the school who had hurt Sanyukta and punch them badly.

To sixteen-year-old Randhir, she was the most beautiful girl in the whole world and he would love her fiercely till the end of time.

By now Randhir had learned to make his lunch though improperly.. They would sit on the last bench the

entire day and write little messages for each other on the desk.

During the lunch break, they would wait for the students to leave and

draw each other on the blackboard. Randhir would draw her with big hands

and big eyes, and she would draw him with big ears. Together, they would draw a little house where they

would live in when they grew up.