There was lit­tle panic. Then a spot­light trav­elled all across the hall and fell over Nisha. Then Roses dropped all over her from above. Then a guy walked from the dark in front of her. He held out a rose and bent down on one of his knees. Then the announcer on the stage announced something.

“The next song is for the rose queen of the evening. She is Miss Nisha. And the next song is for her ded­i­cated to her by Mr Rohit who had bought all the remain­ing flow­ers. The song is “As long as you love me– by back­street boys.” The announcer said and left the stage. The song started.

I then focused my atten­tion on the guy bent down in front of Nisha. It was Rohit. Diya and I were very happy.

Rohit said to Nisha. “when the seniors asked and I pro­posed you the first time you slapped me. The sec­ond time when our friends told and I pro­posed you said no. Today I come on my behalf and I say it from the bot­tom of my heart.”

He held the rose out towards her.

“Nisha, I love you.”

Nisha took the rose.

“Rohit I love you too.”

 
Rohit got up and the two of them hugged each other. Then they kissed. Rohit then took out the locket and pre­sented it to her. She wore it around her neck.

“The locket hangs next to your heart. I have put a photo of mine in it. So that I always stay close to your heart.” Rohit.

They again hugged each other. Every­body clapped. Diya and I also clapped.