‘Your love is like… Ummm.. how to say…’ squeezing her eyes shut, Reeti is desperately running through her vocabulary excel sheet (in her head, obviously!), and looking for an unerring adjective, while I patiently laid back on the couch opposite to her, looking at her ‘trying hard to concentrate’ face…
‘A bride’s mother in law..’ finally I break her minutes long search journey and help her to complete the sentence (Well, it’s only me who thought, was helping my bestie). It’s a Friday evening and I have come for a sleepover to Reeti’s house, tomorrow early in the morning we have a train to catch for our long weekend trip.
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