Banjax

Man beside POV

She murmured "Thank you" with a smile and took her belongings from my hands which I had collected. I was so immersed in observing her that I found myself at the loss of words to reply to her. I didn't notice earlier but she was looking so stunning in that grey saree which fitted her skin tone so perfectly. But soon I came back to my senses and replied to her "my pleasure.." and in a hope of finding a clue about her, I thought of starting a conversation with her.

"So ms. Madhavan, are you traveling London?" After I asked I mentally punched myself for being so stupid, if she has boarded a London flight then she is traveling London only and not Africa!

But she replied to me generously "yes Sir"

I didn't like her calling me sir even though everyone addresses me with sir.

"I would appreciate it if you call me Mr.Malhotra," I said seductively to make our conversation go on.

"Sure Mr.Malhotra" she replied calmly. "Well, from your surname and attire I can guess that you are Indian and as well as Bengali. Right?" I asked.

"Yes, I guess too that you are Indian and I am a Bengali "she replied.

finding. Now I have to find just three more pieces of evidence to confirm

pass her 12th

she must have a deep injury mark on her

wear a

might

with continuing the conversation. "You can, until and unless it doesn't invade my privacy" she replied with hesitation in her voice. "Well, in which school did you study till higher secondary?" I asked in to hope of an answer. She looked at me shocked like she wasn't expecting this type of childish question. Basically, People ask do you have a boyfriend or something of that type

knowing what to say further. "Goa ?" I interrogate her. "Yes, but how do you know?" She asked suspiciously. "Just a wild guess..." I replied to not make

look in her foot which was not an easy task to do with a complete

full of generosity and kindness. I have always been surrounded by women with the bulk of makeup and greed of power and

my hand intentionally near her feet, and bend down to view her foot as an excuse of picking my

was not dreaming. So I did what I wanted to. She flinched from my sudden touch and that's the time I came

happening, the person whom I was finding like crazy for these 8 years suddenly appeared Infront of me. I stared at her

Keya Madhavan

beside me was bending down. Even though he behaved like he was not the one, but I was certain that he was behind it. I glanced at him not