Mission accomplished..

Everyone was very busy with the preparations. It was the farewell party for twelfth class. Being the head girl of the school she was supposed to do the anchoring, which meant tremendous responsibility. Everyone in eleventh class was supposed to stay in the school till evening and even come the next day, which was Sunday. The main hall had to be decorated, gifts had to be packed and all the programs had to be prepared well. She had to take care of all these things with the help of other girls. The head boy Aram and his team were supposed to take care of the catering and the related arrangements.

The best part about coming to school on holidays was, one could come in their most desirable clothes. Rest whole year the school was very particular about the school-dress. She wanted to look her best the next day and took complete fifteen minutes to decide. Finally to feel special she chose a white frill top and long black skirt in contrast. While doing her hair-style the only thoughts that engulfed her were that of Aram. She had been harboring secret crush on Aram since her friends had been teasing her about him. She was not sure how Aram felt about her, but she was very happy in her own fantasies. Though publicly she always denied such feelings but the presence of Aram always made her conscious.

When she reached school her eyes were desperately looking for Aram. She was little disappointed to know that he was not in school premises. She seriously got back to her work. She was going through the list of programs when suddenly she saw Aram getting off his bike in front of door. She moved towards the door..smiling within and expecting something, not knowing precisely what it was. Aram was approaching her and she was staring at him. The whole world came to a standstill. Aram wanted to say something but got confused. He said…’Are you done with the preparations? Have you checked the list? Then he paused……a long pause…she was enjoying the whole situation. It was precisely she had wished for—“knock-out”. Aram was out of words but kept standing, trying to make a talk. It was as if one wants something but doesn’t know about it.

Finally she took the reign. She asked if he wanted to say something. He scratched his head, looked down and said no. she dismissed him, turned back , smiled and muttered “mission accomplished”.