I liked the way she talked and she couldn’t believe that i was from a non-Hindi place. I made a good conversation and i was intentionally rubbing my...fore arm on her and we were unaware when her stop came and she rushed to get down. But before getting down, she took my number and we parted ways.Then after few days i got her message on whatsapp and our conversations began. I, with abundant knowledge of Bollywood love stories, impressed her in all possible ways. One day, i proposed her over phone. My hair too was a mess and I joined her in the bathroom to comb it free of the tangle her fingers had left it in. We smiled at each other in the mirror and I pushed closer to her as she applied modest makeup to her eyes and lips. Her mouth opened to apply the lip gloss and I found myself lost in the perfection of her bow, I wanted to kiss her again but wrapped my arm around her waist and kissed the nape of her neck instead. No sense in getting all worked up again so soon. I knew we both wanted. Fir paani pine k baad uncle jese frigde ki aur ghume bottle ko fridge mai rakhne k liye mom chalti hui unke paas aate hue bole “Mehra ji laaye muje bhi pina hai pani bottle andar mat rakye” uncle ne vapis tab fridge ka door close krte hue mom ko pani ki bottle dene k liye haath lamba kiya aur mom ne pani ki bottle unse le k pine lagi us waqt jese unka ek haath upar hua uncle ne boobs ko pakad k round round haath ghuma k boobs pr se nipples and boobs size ki feel le li n apne lund dusre haath se. Something needs to stand out. Perhaps the eyes. Render them as photographically as your little skill will let you. Let them peer out from the overwhelming backdrop of the garden.”He turned and glared at me, shoving my sketchbook across his desk. I couldn’t say anything. He’d torn it apart and put it back together in three seconds. I barely got my cell phone up and snapped a picture of his whiteboard before he started erasing it.“Redraw it and show me the new rendering in three weeks.”“I have to.