She is glowing in the Maroon Salwar captivating my eyes. Before I could speak anything the city bus arrived.
Needless to city, the whole bus is packed, and I managed to stand close to her.
Jasmines in her hair are doing no good for me as I inched closer to her I felt her body getting stiff.
"Do you think I'd care?" I huskily whispered as I interlaced my fingers with that of hers.
"You are being too much these days" she hissed.
"Blame this beauty for that" I drew patterns on the back of her hand as we stood entwining our hands in one another.
She blushed at that, her cheeks went all red as she looked down unable to meet my eyes. The shy looks she gives and the innocence in her behaviour makes me go mad. With a little brush of my fingers on the back of her hand, she goes all tomato.
"Leave my hand, my stop is coming" she hissed trying to pull back her hand from my strong hold.
