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Ahem stood and stared at the rose in bewilderment and then at Radha. She stared at him hungrily with her big, guppy eyes and soppy smile.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He knew the reason. It was etched clearly on her face.
"You are my destiny," she breathed breathlessly and stepped towards him. He took a step back, nervously looking about him.
"Lunghi sambale ke, Ahemji." The shout went out and Sherry, Madhu and Dipsy came into view. Dressed in killer saris they descended on Radha.
"What do you think you are doing?" Sherry demanded, "don't get ideas of sharing your lipstick with my Ahemji. That right belongs to me." 😳
Don't get any ideas of sharing the rose," Madhu threatened. "That rose belongs to me." 😆
"Yeah and don't get any ideas of sharing the lunghi. That right belongs to me!" Stated Dipsy, hiding so as not to get chappals from the other two 🤣
Just some silliness to ease my frustration and boredom. Don't mean any offence.😳
