Sumo had to admit that Shravan was doing his task quite well. He had engaged Daboo in such a manner that even his wild detective mind failed to notice something unusual.Ranging from his Studies to Sports, he was interviewing him in detail and Daboo was equally enjoying himself. As Daboo went to freshen up and change, Shravan rushed to kitchen. The cake was ready and it smelled too good! If Sumo hadn't been guarding it, he was all ready to gulp it down!
Sumo, as if reading his hungry mind, gave him snacks to eat. As she was handing over to him a plate, they shared a cute eyelock. Shravan was mesmerised in those deep brown orbs whereas Sumo got captivated in those jet black eyes.
Just then, Nanu came and saw them in this awkward position.
Ughm ughm! He coughed.
They instantly jerked out of their trance. Sumo was blushing too hard, so she decided to leave whereas Shravan was too lost to react, so he just stood there.
Nanu: Karte kya Ho?
Shravan: Woh mere Papa ki yahan...
Nanu: Maine Poocha karte kya Ho?! Jitna Poocha, itna hi bolo!
Shravan: Nanaji woh main...
Nanu: Nanaji? Yeh tumko kisne bola? Mujhe Mr. Tiwari bulaoo.
Shravan was sweating like hell now. He was freaking out. But the fault wasn't his. Nanu was interviewing him so seriously, as if he was a groom and he was to marry Sumo.
"Shut up Shravan! Focus!", he reminded himself. After taking a deep breath...
Shravan: Mr. Tiwari main Ek lawyer Hoon, London based. Ek mahine ke liye India aaya Hoon.
The longest sentence he had managed to speak till now. And he was a bit proud of it.
Hope it was fine guys... Not very good, though. Take over now!
Edited by Artist_Forever - 9 years ago