The morning sun has just bathed the small and dark room of
Before his mom would lay the dining table with the freshly cooked brunch – roti and sabji –
A window popped open on
“Niz: BUZZ “
“Niz: Hi! How did you find out that I am trying to hide.:)”
“Niz: You don’t know me. I have found out your id from a website. I felt like talking to you. Therefore, I pinged you”
“Niz: Hi! U there? I just came, saw
They chatted for 4 continuous hours. They yakked about the university exams, Hrithik’s career, Rani’s acting in Black, Sania’s tennis strokes, Kartikeyan’s strategy and his chances of winning Formula-1 in next 5 years. They spoke about their friends, teachers, subjects and hangouts of their city. They wondered how they both were present at a place at the same time. They found that they had many similar interests and yet they both had different opinions on certain topics. They spoke about crushes, ‘girlfriends’, ‘boyfriends’ and love.
In the next few days
It was a Tuesday night. It was thunderously raining and the moon was hiding under the thick cover of clouds.
After typing and sending it in,
”It’s not the maid. The broadband cable guy visited again. He wanted to check whether the fault with the connection is fixed or not. He may have left it unplugged.” said his mother.
“Fault, what fault?”
“The fault they are trying to recover from last 2 days. Our complex is not receiving the broadband services.”
“What are you talking about? I am using the net now and I used it yesterday also.”
“I don’t know then. Maybe the fault is finally fixed. I don’t care
“Niz: Tell me the venue…smarty…and tell me what u want me to wear.”
“Niz: I love you