thanks to annie and roop sochne ke liye bolne ke liye😆
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Keeping the phone between my neck and shoulder I took out the money and paid the bill, my mom was constantly calling me to come home soon as people were going to come home to see me, yes for marriage. Mom had told me strictly not to be late but I got busy at work and lost the track of time and now mom asked me to buy something Indian , change and come as they guy's parents had already arrived and she did not want them to see me in jeans and top especially the first time. No one could ever win over my mom in arguing so there was no point in doing so. So here I am shopping but mom kept giving intrusions on how the dress should be, finally getting something which I thought would satisfy her a purchased it, and now I have to change in it, worst I have to drive my scooty and that too in this rainy season wearing an off white anarkali where the roads are filled with puddles, just pray that I reach home keeping the dress stainless. I was walking towards the changing room, surely not paying attention as I was hell irritated by mom's constant calls and nagging, the result I bumped into someone, making I had in my hands fell down.
"ouch"
"ahh" I heard someone say, then I realized that I had into only bumped into someone ,but in an attempt to keep my things even stamped his feet.
"sorry sorry I am really sorry," I said as I bend and started picking the things
"its ok miss, but please watch where you are going?" he said picking our phones
"ya, I am so sorry," I said standing, taking my phone from him, muttering thanks, I walked on my way.
Finally having changed I walked into the parking lot and was about to start my scooty when my phone rang, MOM' was the caller id "when did I save maa's number as mom" I thought and picked the call,
"kabir kidar hain aap jaldi aaiye"
"excuse me aap kuan and yeh kabir kuan hai
"sorry I was trying to call my son but kabir ka phone aapke pass
"kabir ka phone"
"haan"
"haven't you called 9967XXX"
"no"
"oh god, I guess our phones got swapped"
"what"
"yes, I need to find your son, bye"
I hanged up and thought of dialing my number but my bad luck, the phone was locked.
"uff I guess I have to wait for him to call me" and then realization dawned upon me "oh god no no even my phone is locked, arghh uff nisha mom will eat me up today, but now I need to find a POC."
And then I set on my scooty looking for a POC to make a call. Finally finding one I dialed my number
"hello" came the voice from the phone
"hi, our phones got swapped"
"I know"
"ok then meet me, take your phone and hand over mine"
"ok where do we meet Nisha"
"the caf ...hey wait how do you know my name"
"I know you even before we bumped into each other and then your mom called and she did mention your name."
"oh..but I didn't recognize you"
"yes might be because you did not even see my face properly, you were in hurry"
"ahh ya, meet me in the coffee shop near the mall"
"yup, in 10 mins"
"yes"
Paying the money I went back to my scooter and drove towards the caf , yes he was right I did not even see his face, just know that he was wearing dark blue jeans and a light blue tee with a jacket over it.