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Posted: 4 years ago
Handicap

Sharan pestered her the whole sight seeing trip about why she wasnt talking much, she explained to him that she was throwing up and dehydrated two days ago and so did not have any energy. Rachit was polite and classy a narang trait she thought. He waited for her to finish her coconut water, held the door open for her, walked on the side of traffic, waited for her to strap on her sandals at Someshwara Temple.. He guided her towards the shade at Queen Abakka Chowta's Fort in Ranipura.
He spoke very little though, he didnt laugh under his breath, his eyes didnt sparkle AND he wore socks
How can he wear socks she thought

They had packed a 5 star cold lunch, which Sharan insisted they have at the beach, and she was delivered back at the restaurant at 7 PM with a giant box of chocolates

Aanu in the meanwhile had called Mrudula and talked about her, she had called him in the morning to check on Trisha and was told she was out

"She was crying saying she doesnt want to pursue Ph D anymore so much studying she has done, how can she give up. Can you cheer make her cheer up?" he begged

Mrudula promised she would...

It took her a few hours...

Lissie and her agreed to take her to Bangalore.

Prakash didnt think it was a great idea. But they promised they would be with her all the time

They said Vastrabharana Craft Fair was being held at Karnataka Chitrakala Parishad, and so the friends would hang, eat out and shop

Prakash  offered to give them money so they could buy something for his Trishu

He was a little relieved and comforted by her friends' plan

He had spent the last couple days, disillusioned and sad, and had vented to Rao about how much pain Trisha was and how she could be like that AFTER gaining freedom

Rao didnt sermonize but had a meaningful look on his face that clearly didnt make sense to Prakash at this time

Trisha had still not turned her old cell phone number on

She looked up the generic email ID from Cuisine Craft website and had written to it asking for Ashvin's email ID
The one she had didnt seem to work


She wanted her books back
They werent returned to her

she didnt want to go to his house

Chirag responded joyously but did not give her Ashvin's email ID

"You have to tell me why you need his address. I can help you more than he can" was his lame response

She  ignored it

The girls left the next night

5 days after being sick... and two after giving the Narang men a tour

They stayed near Majestic bus stand

she asked  Mrudula if it would be a good idea to go get her books and journals

they said they would do it

She told them, the door man knew her and might let her in and her job might be done in less than 10 minutes

They roamed MG Road while she went to Indira Nagar

It was 8 PM ish

She was sure Ashvin would be at his watering hole

Her insides sloshed wildly as she went up the elevator

The guard, was polite and allowed to let her in and rode the elevator with her

He was about to open the door, but for courtesy he rang the door bell first and waited for a few seconds

The door OPENED

ashvin stood there with a cast around his right shoulder and arm.

The guard was startled to see a resident in a cast... he apologized and said "Maam ko books lene ka tha"

Ashvin stood staring at Trisha

She wore a peacock blue sleeveless dress, her hair shorter than usual

Her flawless skin make up free, moist and creamy after jostling with crowds on MG road

"Trisha?"

"Umm.." she felt dizzy.. she held the wall

He stepped aside waiting for her to go in

"You are hurt?" she squeaked waving a arm

He nodded, his glasses, and his stubble making him appear vulnerable
He wore navy shorts and a white tee, slit open under his right arm..

His sparkling mischievous eyes creating havoc inside


" I swear...With no real hair, unable to catch a lizard,  BLIND and now handicapped" he whispered... amused, nodding sadly

Every word of his felt like a tongue stroke on her skin... her color rising gloriously.

Posted: 4 years ago
" I swear...With no real hair, unable to catch a lizard,  BLIND and now handicapped" he whispered... amused, nodding sadly
That is flirting at its very very best Mr. third Narang !!! handicapped and all !!

Now how is our lady going to be able to walk away, books and all ! She would rather play Florence Nightingale to our wounded soldier, tend to him with her burnt food and play house house !

bring it on Nisha ! The weekend looks really promising suddenly

How could he wear socks ??!   Was the sentence that had me laughing LOLLOL
Posted: 4 years ago
Om God...
How do you do this Nisha? 
Time and again
We are again on tenter hooks
Amazing
Thank you.

Posted: 4 years ago
so home at last and what effect the two have on each other...reading this amid getting ready for a day of training...my mood is upbeat...thank you.
Posted: 4 years ago
Ta dang!!!!!!!
So glad that she left her books there and he didnt returned those on time!Smile
Next please!Embarrassed
Posted: 4 years ago
Btw,what happened to Mr Nosocks??
I really hope mandira is not present there...
Posted: 4 years ago
Originally posted by VeeIyer


" I swear...With no real hair, unable to catch a lizard,  BLIND and now handicapped" he whispered... amused, nodding sadly
That is flirting at its very very best Mr. third Narang !!! handicapped and all !!

Now how is our lady going to be able to walk away, books and all ! She would rather play Florence Nightingale to our wounded soldier, tend to him with her burnt food and play house house !

bring it on Nisha ! The weekend looks really promising suddenly

How could he wear socks ??!   Was the sentence that had me laughing LOLLOL

Absolutely 

Earlier she had question How not? and now it is how could?


Posted: 4 years ago
Among all the things she noticed in narangs,this 'socks' thing will never leave her mind it seems...
Like 'first impression'!ROFL

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