Today I realized that she can read minds. I was just about to open my mouth and finally say, "Priya, help me dry them," as Priya herself said it out loud.
She's definitely not from our planet: down-to-earth, capable of solving any problem, but frighteningly shrewd and attractive.
As soon as I look at her for more than a second, I become like a thirsty man in the desert. I don't need anything else but her. Watch and absorb every trait. One day she will understand it.
What will I do then? I'll think about it later.
Now we need to think about how to use her surprise. Not a drop of a chance was to be missed, she was so open to me. Come on Ram, come on, come on!
I'm useless! I can't think, I'll try later. In her presence, nothing really comes out. It was as if I was covered with some kind of witchcraft. I'll ask her if she had witches in her family. Ram, what are you talking about?! Haven't listened to lectures for a long time?! Go ahead, Priya will tell you about the dangers of obscurantism. And you will listen, yes, with an open mouth. Because sometimes you are not capable of anything but listen to her.
"Mister Kapoor, did you say something?" - again came her bewitching voice over my ear.
She's a witch after all.