"An unexpected rendezvous turns into a special bond, until fate intervenes"
"If you are interested in freelance writing, please let me know", he wrote in her scrapbook. Though he was sure she would be a decent writer if not good, (as he had stumbled upon her profile in the mass media community) it was for sheer flirtatious purpose that he had scrapped her alone amongst several members in the community.
Within a couple of minutes, he had got a reply from her,"yes I am, please let me know the details".
"One masala papad?... okay thank you!" said uncle and he repeated the order to the kitchen. Janardhan, fondly called as uncle by the patrons, was the senior waiter in the local bar Nidhi, which had several regulars, of which Sunil and Madhav were most regular.
"I was chatting with a random chick yesterday, till about 2 in the morning" began Madhav, as soon as they had clinked "cheers". Sunil, till that time was stroking the beautiful model posing with Kinley soda on the table cloth, immediately stopped and said "what are you saying?"
By the time they had paid the bill a couple of hours later, Madhav had taken Sunil through his meeting as well as the entire conversation that followed with Anupama.
"Looks like I will be meeting her this weekend, Halder wanted to meet her. Raju sir is in Goa, hence Halder will do the briefing" said Madhav as they arose. "Thank you uncle!", they said in unison as they stepped out into the street. Madhav lit a cigarette, and after dropping off Sunil who lived just a stone throw away from Nidhi, he hailed an auto rickshaw.
- To be continued...
