They were two good friends, toppers of the class. The competition between them was very unhealthy. They had never discussed and cleared their doubts. At the end, they got good totals, but were few marks short of the deserved. Today, one of them feels that they would have got more, if they had competed healthily.
About the TWO: And, the ‘one’ is ME. The other person is one of my good friends of all the times, Arifa. We met each other during my last week’s visit to home. The feelings were all pure and of love. When I was talking to her, I wondered about the then unhealthiness. It appeared very silly. She is my very good friend. I miss her. In a way or other, this post is a mere confession about the past times.