For one last time

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    A pleasant piano note was playing in his mind. He was nervous, standing behind the stage adjusting his brand new grey blazer. ‘Hey, good luck,’ a girl beside him wished him some luck. He could feel the vibe of the people sitting in front of the stage. The entire place was filled with people wearing formal outfits. His eyes glittered with some emotion. He was standing on the steps towards the stage and the stage was empty waiting for him. With hesitation on his face, he climbed the stairs one by one. His hands were trembling, the emcee was calling his name out asking him to deliver his farewell note. His pupils got dilated. He couldn’t believe that he has to give his farewell address. The music playing in his mind started fading away. ‘It’s time,’ he said to himself. He grabbed the mic from the emcee, pressed it with his thumb as hard as he could. His heartbeat was at its peak. He cleared his throat and said,

    ‘Hi,…

    This is my farewell address, maybe for the last time you guys could hear out from me. I didn’t prepare anything, I never prepared for my addresses since last year. Everything has an end like this, but how it ends matters the most. It might be a hard one, a sad one, a happy one, a painful one. Whatever the end is, we have to accept it and move on. I couldn’t find words now, I should have prepared something for this moment. Yeah, it’s fine. I wanna ask a sorry and say a thank you. The person who deserves this sorry and thank you hey, I didn’t wanna point you out but this is for you. Goodbye… Goodbye guys…

    For one last time...

    Happy…….’

    The entire people in the auditorium remained silent with confused faces.

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