The meeting
The Reluctant Couple"If only I can get my hands on that crazy guy, I will show him how volatile I can get." Pragya said to herself as she steamed about her crazy coworker who thought that she is one of those girls who moon over him. If not because of the others in the room she would have given him a resounding slap and a kick in the but of course she had to accept his apology but she would get him and that is a promise. She plotted darkly.
Today was one of those awful days when she just wanted to keep to herself because the contrary will be throwing things. Her annoying sister had withdrawn money from her bank account just because she wanted to get new clothes to wear to Abhi's concert.
She mentally rolled her eyes. For a renowned artist like Abhi, chances of him noticing Bulbul amongst other women there would be 0 of 100. She particularly does not care for music and even if she does it wouldn't be his dreadful attempt at a guitar strings. He is just about the worst musician she's ever heard of and that is saying something since she's had a lot of experience in that department before she decided to do away with music. Right now her favorite pastime is books and games.
She pulled down the hood of her sweater and ran a hand through her hair and clucked her tongue, no doubt her hair would look like a chicken's nest as Bulbul always manage to point out. Her sister believe that a real woman should subject her hair to a hundred brush every night before sleep, but she finds it unbelievable. Who does that?
She stood in front of a shop displaying confections and mentally salivated. She entered the shop and few minutes later she came out with a small bag and a huge grin before she collided with someone and her bag fell to the floor. She groaned and bent to pick it up but decided against it as she glared at the one responsible for the unacceptable act.
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