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....gul lala sat  on the steps in the  corridor watching admiringly  the man  clad in casuals ,  her perfect classy complexion  and chisseled  features  gave her a  lost  goddess  appearance,  her burning garnet  cheeks and silver white  skin was  worthy of  appreciation   , he happened to look in her direction and  his gaze  was locked, mesmerized he walked towards her, a hush fell  ,she quickly stood up  ready to flee but on the last minute her pen dropped down,  she bent to pick it up and saw his Peshawari chappals  and his feet, she stood up he was still staring  at her , he spoke  directly to her  to utter  something.. all gathered  in the  lawn began whispering