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"Oh for god's sake will you guys shut up? I know you both are pretty high on celebrating Christmas but you do realize that a mistletoe is not much of use here. Vividha sighed deeply as they stopped their argument which lasted ten minutes came to an end.

Shravan and Suman both were tight on celebrating Christmas and making it perfect and according to the tradition was Suman's forte for the past three years. They never cared about a lot of things before, it was just a small event within the five to six people including the trio in their family and now they were arguing over where to hang the mistletoe.

Vividha had a point but both cared less. It was actually funny considering the brooding man Shravan was, he cared about those childish things.

"Use or no use, we are not going to neglect it and who knows your lack of love life would flourish because of this? Suman winked to which Vividha scoffed and muttered: "concentrate on yours, for two people who are not together you both work like a married couple.

"What did you say Vivs? For once I actually didn't hear your muttering. Were you swearing on me? Suman gave her a pointed look.

"It wasn't supposed to be heard dumbo! And why would I waste swear words on you? Vividha deadpanned.

"Don't sass me okay? Suman rolled her eyes and went to her room to change.

Shravan giggled at the two and pushed Vividha in the direction of her room - "you go and get ready too - and smiled at her and continued; "by the way I heard what you said, next time be a little discreet, and rolled his tongue.

Vividha looked at his retreating figure with wide eyes and mouth open.

Moments were liked these have become very self-realizing for Shravan, he always had few friends but only one or two people where there who meant too much to him and then suddenly she brought a group of 4 people and they became so important to him that he couldn't fathom losing even one of them.

( mahroon and fully italics will be flashback scenes.)

"Shravan be a little helpful, will you? Mr. I am so popular." Suman pointed a finger at him as she made rangoli in the auditorium with the sparkly dry colors and had sparkle all over her face, hands, and knees. Some more of their classmates were helping her and making rangoli patterns at other places.

"What do you need, Ms. I am the boss? You are looking too much shiny that it f**king hurts my eyes." Shravan got up from the chairs and gagged at her.

"Language!" Suman pointed out at the laptop lying on the edges of the stage and asks him to bring it to her.

"Yes, Mom!!" Shravan deadpanned and brings the laptop to her and switched it on and waited for her instructions as she once again concentrated on the pattern.

"Okay, now there is a list of songs in Drive D. under a folder name selected songs." Suman directed him.

"So what do I do with this?" Shravan opened the folder and raised his eyebrows.

"You are good at instruments and writing, mash these songs up into two mashups." Suman shrugged and looked back as their classmate asked Suman to pass the red sparkle bowl which she did.

"Why do you think I would do that?" Shravan crossed his arm and asked her.

"Well because she is Suman and you are her best friend. She is bossy and you can't say no to her. Can you?" Vividha enters the auditorium and gives a cheeky grin to Shravan and giggled along with Suman.

"Who is going to use my mashed up work, can I at least ask that?" Shravan sighed and sat on stage age with his legs hanging and picked the guitar kept on the stage and connected the laptop with earplugs.

"Well you can play an instrument and choose people by yourself to sing this. Your call!" Rohan says as he climbed up the stage and picked another guitar and connected another set of earplugs in the laptop.

Nikita smirks at him "but obviously you don't have a say with Rohan, he picked himself on his own".

Rohan grinned at her and shrugged as both the boys went into their own worlds strumming the guitar.

It was Diwali Celebrations as well as the farewell to their 10th-grade teacher. The school went on pretty quickly as they expected. They had their days of fun and then the days where none of them even looks at each other because of the workload. One day they are running up and down the building and one day goes so slow that they had to beg their teacher to let them go out of the class.

It was their youth, where they learned about their passions, where they fought for their dreams, where they go through a questioning phase and Vividha thought it was worth it, worth all the pain, all the efforts. She loved being in this place which she hated a year ago as they come much more closer to an end, a new chapter in their lives. She felt nostalgic watching everything around, she felt time slipping through her hands as problems of adulthood revolve in her mind, everyone else's mind.

Will I be able to do what I want after school?

In this world of competence, would I be able to survive?

Will I ever reach the place I want to?

Vividha sighed and gave a smile to herself and quickly moved on the stage with Nikita and Vivaan and other dancers. They were doing a semi-classical and hip-hop mix with Vividha giving a solo contemporary before the last routine and the boys starting it with a mimicry later ending it with a bhangra as the last routine in pairs and man, they were nervous and excited all together. Parents were coming to watch the whole programme and she didn't know if every parent were as open as they were, the school staff was and her family was.

Suman sprays the hairspray on her loose bun, picks up her watch and looks into the mirror for one last time and moves out of the dressing room. She wore a Pink indo-western sleeveless full-length dress which had no work on the top but golden polka dots on the skirt which was attached with the top from the waistline.

"Nervous?" Nikita looked at Suman and asked as she was wearing a silver shimmery strapped top and a patiala salwar in black color. She was anchoring for the first part of the celebration so she had a headworn wireless microphone headset.

"Very much! But excited too." Suman smiled and looked at the stage as the curtains drew after the previous performance finished and Nikita quickly moves out as they set up the instruments for the singing performance.

"Now we will have a mashup by the amazing musicians of eleventh grade, let us all sing together with them. Please give them a round of applause." Nikita smiled and looked at them and there they stood, Suman, Sharavn, Rohan, and another 3 students.

Shravan and Rohan pick up the guitars and started strumming as Suman and another two girls Larissa and Sana stood there humming with mics in their hands as Aniket, their classmate sat on a chair and started strumming the drum set.

Rohan picks up the beats as Larissa starts with him.

Tu hi tu har jagah, aaj kal kyun hai (xRohan)
Tu hi tu har jagah, aaj kal kyun hai (xLarissa)

Shravan sits on the stage edge with his legs hanging in his white Kurta, he had worn a Red velvet half jacket but passed it for the performance.

Larissa plays the keyboard and smiles at the audience.

Raaste har dafaa, sirf tera pataa (xRohan and Larissa)

Mujhse pooche bhala kyun hai...( xRohan and Girls)

Shravan jumps down the stage and moves a little forward to the audience.

Tu Jo Milaa.. (xShravan)

Suman moves to the center of the stage and smiles.

Hmm... Meharbaani Jaate Jaate Mujh Pe Kar Gaya (xSuman)

Sana stands beside her and both swwayed their bodies lightly.

Guzarta Sa Lamha Ek Daaman Bhar Gaya (xSana)

Shravan comes up to the stage again as Shravan and Suman move to the center of the stage and stood as they pitched their voice in coordination and Suman looked at him to remind herself when she had to lower her pitch nor her voice would break.

Tere Nazara Mila, Roshan Sitaara Mila (xSuman & Shravan)
Takdeer Ki Kashtiyon Ko, Kinara Mila...(xSuman & Shravan)

Aniket fasten his drummings and ended with beat on the cymbal.

Larissa plays the keyboard as Sana holds the mic for both of them.

Aniket also stops playing the drum set stands up.

Aashiyana Mera Saath Tere Hai Na (xSana & Larissa)
Dhundte Teri Gali Mujhko Ghar Mila (xRohan & Shravan)
Aabodaana Mera Haath Tere Hai Na (xRohan & Shravan)
Dhundte Tera Khuda Mujhko Rab Milaa...(xAll)

All of them comes forward as stand in almost semi-circle.

Kehte Hain Khuda Ne Iss Jahan Mein Sabhi Ke Liye (xAniket)
Kisi Na Kisi Ko Hai Banaya Har Kisi Ke Liye (xRohan, Aniket & Shravan)
Tera Milna Hai Uss Rab Ka Ishaara Maanu (xAll)
Mujhko Banaya Tere Jaise Hi Kisi Ke Liye (xAll)
Kuch Toh Hai Tujhse Raabta (xRohan)
Kuch Toh Hai Tujhse Raabta (xSuman)
Kaise Hum Jaane Hume Kya Pata (xLarissa)
Kuch Toh Hai Tujhse Raabta (xSana)

All of them swawyed in their positions as the curtains drew and they stopped.

Tu Jo Milaa...hmmhm hmhmhmmm (xAll)

A/N : Super short but so so important and I love them. Also the song seq (the mashup, not the representation) was actually performed by my friends and I last year for teacher's day celebration, we had even more songs than this and final cut had some lyrical cuts. Anyways, another update at night. :p Comment!!!

PS: Yes revealed Nikita's face and she's the one I have always imagined when I started writing this FF because I do plan on my current AR FF and this FF's crossover at one time because why not?!

love, sanju