Same month. PVR. Shubh Mangal Savdhan.
You had asked me for a movie and how on Earth could have I denied! We shook hands that day when we met, cold they were, coldest of the cold hands I'd ever held into mine, but the grip somehow pulled me, closer to your vicinities.
I spilled the whole bucket of popcorn and you pecked my cheek amidst the 'film', as you insisted on calling movies, 'films', some of the anecdotes I remember from the movie. That peck, being unforgettable. And your distressed pair of jeans, I found those ridiculous, I wish I could have told you that.
Same evening. CV Garden.
It almost had been dusk and we had almost roamed around the whole city, I had an ice cream, butterscotch, to be precise. You didn't eat ice creams.
And there we stopped by this park I had never been to before, we sat on a bench, I took off my sneakers, pulled and crossed my legs up, you sat on a distance, played a song I didn't know of, although I recognise it now when someone plays that song, still not knowing which one it is; and you put your phone in between us, I gazed at the sky and then back at you.
My memory about that day gets vague here.
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