The act went well and natural. They all clapped for themselves. They headed to hotel and had dinner. Mohit had his luggage along with him. They all had aloo parathas and headed to railway station. Mohit boarded his train and headed back home. He gifted something wrapped to Purvi before the train started. There were hand waves of bye. Emotional ones.
Purvi was excited to see what was inside the cover. It was her favorite novel, “P.S. I love you.” They both had watched that movie together many times. She always wanted a copy to preserve. She had one in hand. She immediately texted him back with
“Love you and Miss u thissssssssssssssssssssssssss much!”
People got back to work. Their mail box had many mails to be resolved. It was yet again office time and usual routines. There were no many plans ahead. They all decided to work on weekends to compensate the holidays they were going to take. Their life got routinely busy and they were enjoying it. They could even hardly meet. They used to converse all the time in their group. Mohit used to send pictures and asking those suggestions on what to pick and decide. It went on for a while.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, Purvi resigned her job, got send off, all cried, and left to her hometown.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, the time was near, Aaaksh, Anwesha, and Sumit packed their bags, got onto train and the journey to Manali had started!
Sumit was yet again listening to Manali Trance!