ZaYa :tell me

Zaya os :tell me

' I will ask you a question ' aliya told me 'bit strange but you have to answer it .'

'what?''

'don't laugh ok . I read it in a magazine two days back '

'ok''

'it was like ..if you were to stay forever in the way you died how would you want to die ?''

I froned. 'die''

' I know it's a little silly !just asking .liked the question ,so..

'ok let me think ..ummm

Two minutes went by . "quick!" prodded aliya

"wait" I cried ."don't be so impatient . I am thinking of a poetic answer.ok,igot it.

"cool"

I cleared my throat "if we were to stay forever in the way we died ,then I would choose to die with my head resting on the window of a bus traveling on a boulevard line by a tall eucalyptuses, listening to Mozart .it would be night and there would be a cool breeze caressing my face"

I looked at her expectantly .

"wow! That's ...good"

I knew it was good . I swelled with pride.

Now it was her turn to answer the question "and you "

"me?"

I nodded. "ya! Answer your question yourself."

She bit her lips grinning. "simple . I would die kissing you ."

Damn! Why didn't I think of that

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Not mine from the book A dilli-mumbai ❤️ story