Anytime soon the plane was about to board. It was our last meet up and I still haven't said anything until now.

I started scribbling something,

" I love you ukhti fillah, see you at Home ,
          Take care."

I folded the paper and gave it to her.And upon recieving, she gave a sudden hug ,a brief but firm one, and tears started filling my eyes,

And, I was off.

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