“Okay. Now have a walk to ICICI Bank. I am there.”

“Please hold for a second,” I said while confirming ICICI’s direction from a pedestrian on the road. He suggested me to go straight and take the second left turn afterwards.

“Are you there,” She asked after a short while.

“Yeah. I am walking. Call you once I reach there.”

“No No No…..Keep the call on. You will be reaching in a minute or two,” She instructed. Maybe she knew it perfectly to utilize a free incoming call.

“Okay,” I said while continuing to walk. I kept the phone stuck to my ear thinking she might have to say something before I reach ICICI Bank. In less than 2 minutes, I reached ICICI.

“I am here,” I spoke into the phone. There was no response from her side. Then I learnt the call had ended. She might have hung up.

I dialed her number again but it went busy. I decided to wait for her to call me back. Meanwhile, I saw two girls walking down the stairs of the bank. I guessed one of them to be Rashi. I was looking at them. They came and went past me. My guess went wrong. Then again, I saw two girls descending bank’s stairs. No guessing this time, I told to myself avoiding looking at them.

“Vibhu,” Somebody patted on my shoulder from behind. I turned back only realizing I should have guessed on the second time.

“Rashi,” I said looking at her. She wore a big pair of sunglasses.

“Yeah. She is my friend, Sara,” She introduced the other girl with her.

“Hi,” I said, not taking too interest in her as I was observing Rashi. I mean it seemed I had definitely seen her somewhere.

“Let’s go. I tell you our plan in the car,” Rashi said walking towards her white i10. She took the driving position while Sara took the backseat. I asked her to sit with Rashi but she said she was fine. I sat with Rashi. She drove off the car.

“You are in no hurry, aren’t you?” She asked me after a while.

“Umm….no,” I said wondering how much time I was going to spend with them.

“Good. Actually I’ve to get some servicing done in the car,” She told.

“Sure,” I said still trying to find out where I had seen her. She had open hair, fair color but her sunglasses were covering almost half of her face, giving me tough time to identify her.

In a few minutes, the car parked at Hyundai’s service station. The mechanic told it would take around 30 minutes to do what he wanted. We all sat in the office.

“Can I see your portfolio?” Rashi demanded.

“Here,” Sara surprisingly asked to Rashi.

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