Apart from the era , nothing flip-flopped. His love and care for me was the same. He was the same bonbon kind, flirting Tarun and i was the same don't flirt me kind Heera. Yet, he never stopped flirting and pleasing me . The happiness and the way his attitude would redden me was really really coetaneous . We couldn't help it out.
That day, i was sitting inside my cabin inspecting the schedule. But then my phone beeped, which indeed displayed a reminder that i must go and pick up my daughter from the kindergarten. The very thought really brought back the whole enthusiasm that i had lost due to that day's grind. She was the total ditto of Tarun with dead straight jaw lines and charismatic eye balls. Her cheeks were a pleasing plump that would bury all other things whirling inside my mind.
