She glanced down at her turquoise, silk churidhar, sighing to herself. What a dress! The thin fabric delicately graced the curves of her tall, thi n body. The deep V-neckline, at the front. Sweetly feminine? Yes. Ah, seductive! Little perfume on her body, inhaling deeply to absorb the exotic fragrance. She set her wallet and lipstick in her matching turquoise hand-wallet, beaded with pearls. She strung a single strand of silken pearls around her slender throat, sliding her feet into her white, high-heeled sandals. Kangan grabbed her purse and started for the front door, then she stepped into the morning breeze.
She looked like a perfect sexy sweet angel
Anybody looking at her on the first glance would say that she is romantic a born romantic.
She was now in the parking lot of Sanjeevani Hospital to take up the duty as the resident doctor and she was supposed to meet Dr. Keerti before she took on her duty. She opened the doors and of Sanjeevani and in a hurry, she collided on to someone and her purse dropped down to the floor scattering her feminine articles all over her feet.
He said sorry to her and bent down on his knees looking at her and trying to help her with the scattered articles. Both their eyes met and she smiled at him. Immediate thought that went to her mind was that his voice was as soft as the whispering breeze that would very easily reach inside any girls heart, he was handsome and also looked kind, compassionate .
With his help she put all her articles into her pearled purse and both of them stood up together, he put his papers properly and run his fingers through his soft black hair, parted to the side and neatly combed in place.