“Idiot…. Who will teach your sister if you talk to me all night?????
“I thought you wanted to talk for some more time…” I said innocently…
“What if I want to??” He tried to flirt perhaps
“Well, we can talk till my eyes finally give up…”
“Hahahahah… Even if your eyes give up, I doubt if your lips would give up speaking…”
“How rude Monish… I talk a lot less than Disha…”
“Oh God… Who’s Disha ???? Oh ya ya ya … I remember… the same girl who accompanied you to the canteen that day, right??”
“Yes… and you kept talking to her…”
“Aye hayeeee… Rimshaaa… Abhi se possessive????”
“Shut up Monishhh… That wasn’t funny at all…”
“Oh hello???? Miss Rimsha… Don’t forget!! Disha is your friend, not mine…”
“Okay okay… Forget it…” I interrupted…
“So how was your journey??? Are you not tired?”
“I had gone to sleep in the train... Not sleepy at all…”
My eyes were literally drooping but I preferred talking to Monish over sleeping…so I just lied…
“Ohhhh!!.. Hey ya… I always forget to ask you… Are your parents doctors????”
“Mom’s a housewife… Dad’s an oral surgeon… What about your parents???”
“Mom’s a gynecologist. Dad’s an anesthetist…”
“Oh awesome… My dad might be knowing your dad… What’s his name????”
“Dr. Dhaval Shah…”
“So Monish Dhaval Shah… M.D.S. !!! Wow… what a coincidence…”
“Ohooo.. great!! “
“I shall ask my dad today morning… Let’s see if we could be family friends… By the way, are you single” I asked….
“No Rimsha… I’m not…!!”
