Nalendra leaned back in his work chair. He was circling like someone who had no job. Meanwhile his assistant---Troy was waiting for Nalendra's next order.
"What are your plans for the future? Of course, you want me to find out more about that beautiful doctor, right?"
Nalendra moved his chair which had four small huah rota on all four legs.
He leaned forward, folded his arms across the flat table, and pressed them to his chin.
"What do you think I should do next? I mean what should I do?"
"Should I tell him my feelings openly, but will he accept it?" Doubt. Nalendra was in doubt.
The contents of his mind can not be separated from dancing Anjali. 'Anjali, Anjali, Anjali' was just Anjali who kept dancing in her mind.
"After I tell the truth, will he accept me? I'm afraid he will reject me and walk away from me. I don't want to lose him a second time."
