In time, both of them would remember it differently, but for as long as they lived, it wouldn’t ever fade: the memory of that moment, the warmness of that hug, the smiles on each other’s face. She, terrified that she would end up saying something inappropriate, she had done it so many times before. He, a bit nervous, but still his usual charming self, holding a bunch of roses, 31, one for each of the days they had known each other for…

A few minutes earlier, the flight had rapidly touched down at the airport, far away from home, she felt. She was fine till then, excited rather, she was going to meet him finally. But as the flight slowed down and curved its way to the tarmac, there was this impending panic, the panic of what? She couldn’t exactly place it. Silly questions played on her mind. And then her mobile beeped, it was him, asking her if she had landed yet. She smiled, the tension seemed to just ease off, this was the effect he had on her, he could bring a smile to her face and calm her down anytime.

She walked through the droves of passengers eager to leave the flight, she took weighted steps, like she was thinking about what to do next. She was the last to get down from the aircraft and as she got down the stairs, a cold breeze hit her…she shivered a bit, this was a chilly place. The mobile beeped again – “Come soon, I miss u” it said. Warmth spread through her body, as if she was sitting in front of a blazing fire.

Walking those final few steps to the airport entrance took her the longest time. She walked out to face a cold night and him nowhere in sight…a sudden panic hit her. She heard a familiar voice, a voice she had grown to love, mouth a hi from behind her. She turned back to see him standing there, smiling, the roses in his hand, she smiled back, and realised why she loved him so…

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