I opened my snap after days swiping through the tones of unseen snaps. What caught my eyes was a friend request. I accepted the snap request and looked through the snaps that were sent to me.

The first one was a snap when we arrived at the auditorium. It captured the garden and the queue of students entering the auditorium. But what caught my eye was the next snap.

I was sitting in my seat looking at the speaker, wearing a gray saree and the badge with the number 34 on it. My hairs were hanging on my ears, partially covering them and the pen in my hand was mid way in air, like I was playing with it. It was a beautiful snap shot.

But what was unusual was, It was me.