“How much for the potatoes Bhaiya?” a feminine voice asked.

Mayank looked back & saw a stunningly beautiful girl buying groceries.

His mother had send him to buy veggies from the market much to his disgust , but at last he agreed.

20 Rs for a kg.

“Weigh 2 kgs please” came the reply

She took the bags & went her way across the street to the left.

Mayank thoughts were disrupted when the vegetable seller asked “How many kgs should I pack?”

After which Mayank hesitatingly ran following the girl, but she was no where to be found, at which Mayank felt disturbed & couldn’t sleep the whole night. His mind muttered the same words more than a hundred times, remembering the beautiful eyes, the accentuated lips, lovely fair skin of the angel in disguise.

“Shits !! Where am I gonna find her now?”

Mayank worked as an assistant manager at a leading bank & he usually reached home by 8, but since it was a Saturday he was home at 5 & much to his disgust he had to go to buy veggies, but it soon turned out to be a blissful memory of an angel direct from heaven in the market at 7.

The day went in a jiffy, but he did not forget the sweet voice even for a fraction of a second. At 6:45 he dressed perfectly unlike his usual track suit, he wore a nice shirt & jeans, ready to get another glimpse of the cute lady.

He went to the same spot where he first saw her & stood close to the vegetable seller pretending to analyse the veggies as if he found treasured gold antics with minute detailing. He waited till 8:30 & the seller was ridiculed like hell. “What do you want Sir?”

“I will tell you in a while”

“How long will it take?”

“I will tell you in a while” ?

He waited for half & hour more & at last said, “pack me a kilo please”, to which the seller replied “Here is the packet, you please leave I don’t need the money.”

Monday went with usual office chores he asked permission from the manager to leave early, to which the manager agreed. Back at home, he got ready again in hope that he will see his angel again, he reached the market at sharp 7 & Voila !! Here she was, looking pretty as ever, much to his delight.

She stood near the fruit seller, bargaining in her mesmerizing voice laden with sedatives (that’s what it seemed to Mayank).

He kept staring at her, when she began to walk his way it was noticed that the guy was not safe to be around. Which nice girl would feel comfortable at someone gazing so deeply at her?