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How We Met (Part 2) By Srimoyee Dutta           I had cleaned my apartment and made preparations for receiving my mom and Swarali. They were to come over, and we would have a chat. I had prepared dinner, and I was really excited about the evening. Swarali came over early to help me. We were just laying out the table when the doorbell rang. I went over to open the door and greet my mom, but I found a delivery boy with a huge bouquet and a letter. I knew what had happened. My mom would not be coming because she was busy. She did not care about what we felt. She had not even bothered to call. This bouquet meant we were also not to ring her up now. She had sent the flowers as a token of her love for us. Swarali did not mind. She was actually happy because she would have more time to spend with me. That was the bright side. Swarali had taught me to always look on the bright side even when in the most depressing of situations. We were discussing old memories with a glass of Pinot Noir and a

  How We Met (Part 1) By Srimoyee Dutta                    Time had stopped ticking, and it felt like the world had frozen. Nothing else mattered. I was finally there. She was in my arms, and we were kissing. For months I had waited. I knew this day would come, sooner or later, when she would realize that I was the one for her. It was painful seeing her obsessing over someone else all this time, but it was worth the while. But right now, that she is with me, I want to do this right. I caressed her. It was a breathtaking kiss and the best kiss I have ever had. My heart was beating so loud, you could hear it through a wall. I wanted time to freeze. As much as I wanted to stay like this forever, I knew it could not happen. I also knew that now, when I have her, everything that comes next is going to be just like I imagine, if not better. I wanted to take the next step forward. I had waited long enough already. Now that I had my chance, I didn't want to miss it. " I want you to me