After the interview Smitha and Ebin walked towards the walking lot. The interview was a disaster. Neither of them could focus and Anuroop decided to call it off midway. Smitha looked dull but Ebin’s face was delighted.
Her questions were out of point, irrelevant and bizarre. Even Smitha thought why she was asking them. “What do you think of a murder?” That was a weird question to ask to a romantic hero whose movies were non-violent. What am I asking?
“I do romantic movies madam.” He frowned. “I don’t know what to think of a murder.”
“Why don’t you do murder mysteries?” Honestly she didn’t want him to do anything other than romance. His cute innocent looks never suited for action but his well toned physique said otherwise. This is not me. I lost myself at the top of that building. She lo
