It was the final year of the college, the year of placements. Shivangi was crazy that year and was making me crazy as well. She was preparing very well for the placements by working on the aptitude, technical stuff and was mirror practicing for the personal interview. She was also making me do the same things. I was doing all those things for her and only in front of her not at any other time because at other times I was busy in my world of stories, paintings, and sketches.

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