Mahnoor's POV:
I looked again at the box in my hand. I just received it a few moments ago with a bright red rose laid on top. It was a cell phone - the latest one perhaps, and expensive too. It may sound weird, but I am not into cell phones much. Any model or brand was fine as long as it satisfied my need.
I opened the box and took out the phone. I turned it on and start looking through its functions. Soon, a message popped up on the screen.
From: Moosa
'I hope you like your gift!'
I quickly checked the contact list and found only Moosa's number was there. I sighed on my stupidity and put the phone to the side. Only if I had remembered Papa or Bhai's number, I could've called them. Then, my eyes landed on the rose, it was a half bloomed flower. I have never received a flower from anyo
