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As I woke up, I went through my morning routine and got ready for university. It was my first day back after getting married, and I was eager to resume my studies.As I was heading to the breakfast table, Shayan joined me and asked, "Are you ready for college?" I replied, "Yes, just grabbing my bag." When I reached the parking area, I noticed only one car, which belonged to Shayan.
He was standing nearby, so I approached him and asked, "Where's the driver, uncle?" He explained, "His health wasn't well, so he's off today."
Concerned, I asked, "How am I supposed to go then?" He offered, "If you don't mind, I'll drop you, and we can talk on the way." Without much thought, I agreed, "Okay, fine."
As we sat in the car, he asked, "So, which stream?" I replied, "Management, last year," to which he responded, "Event managing." "Oh, nice. All the best," he said, with a small smile. I thanked him.
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