PROLOGUE
"Yes sir. Mr Abhay Sinha ne ek table reserve kiya hai. " The receptionist told Adarsh and then called one of the staff .
"Sir please come with me. "The attendant said leading the way and added " the young lady who was supposed to join you arrived a few minutes earlier. "
Great, Adarsh thought to himself. Both he and the 'friend ' who was going to help Abhay had reached on time and his dear little brother had left the station only a few minutes ago. He would have to meet the woman himself. The attendant pointed to the table. With a quick thank you to him Adarsh walked to the table.
She was seated at the table but he couldn't see her face. She was reading something seriously and her hair pouring over her face hid it. It reminded him of someone but he quickly brushed away the thought.
"Hi." He said standing a few feet away from her.
She looked up . He couldn't believe his eyes. Swadheenta Ramakrishnan? ?
"Hi Adarsh. I hope you remember me. " she said and extended her hand.
"Of course Swadheenta. "he said shaking hands with her.
I can never forget you, he thought as they sat down opposite each other.
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