"So you are travelling with me or with her? You could have made it clear buddy!" - I questioned Saurabh after he came to sit beside me, at the Air India waiting lounge. We were returning to USA in Air India flight. He said that Puja was coming along with us. His elation was inexplicable.
"Not just her" - he winked - "just turn and look".
I saw Puja coming along with her beloved cousin. I held my head. "What are you doing man?" - I asked him. "Setting you up with the right girl, not with any Pinky" - he said with a consoling note.
"She is least interested in me and probably she is now fixed with someone - she was about to meet someone."
"Well, Puja told me that the tryst did not happen" - he opened his jukebox!
"But still yaar...", and I was interrupted by her scintillating voice.
"Hi" - she said. I waved to the five-petaled rose and to Puja! She was in a pink top with big white dots, something like polka dots; obviously I am talking about the rose!
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