With a slow downpour, nature was playing a mysterious beat.
‘Just two more blocks, keep walking’ she exclaimed. Headed towards an expensive
eatery in the high-class locality of the town, it was a mini farewell treat
from her. Throughout his 8 years of stay in the city, he had never been to that
market and with a non-tucked shirt; he looked shabby amidst the classy crowd.
‘We are certainly non-dressed to be at this place’, she added. He preferred
being quiet.
An ardent lover of 5 rupai wali ice-cream, such exquisite
places haunted him and today was no exception. “What do you wanna have? I’m
sure, all these will satisfy your sweet glands!” she asked. “Anything you like.
Just make sure it doesn’t have a complete chocolate crux” he was still settling
in.
Tempting, enticing and alluring, nothing could more aptly
describe the desserts which were placed in front of him in the next few
seconds. However coupled with a returning eeriness, his mind was already afar.
With mismatching expressions, he expressed his mood. “Please don’t tell me you
even don’t like this. God! What do you like then? This is the best in town” she
was bewildered. He perfectly understood why she was puzzled, he knew what the
occasion was and he even liked the desserts but he failed in expressions,
again. All he could utter was: “They are good”.
And so one of their last few outings got killed!
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