I have a friend and this story is between his sister Asma and me and now let’s gets directly into story me Hamesha ki tarah friend se milne uske gha...r gaya around 11am subah andar Jake maine friend kobulaya to uski sister asma ne bola ki bhaiya nahi hai to maine poocha ki kahan gaya to woh boli ki ghar pe sab ko nizambad gaye hai aur me akeli hu yeh sunke mere mann me pisal gaya maine bola ki kya me andar aa sakta hoon kya woh boli haan aao bhaiya phr maine poocha ki kab aayenge sab to woh boli. Sheela aunty was mom’s best friend those days. She used to frequent our house every day and used to encourage my mom. As you all know leading a life of a single parent is very tough. One day as I was studying in my room, Sheela aunty dropped by. I was not able to concentrate much and so decided to eavesdrop on their conversation. Sheela Aunty was saying: “Kavita, its been almost 6 months since you are alone. Common yaar, pull yourself and get married. Sandeep needs a father now more than ever.. Her breath caught in her throat as he just had the most dreamy brown eyes she had ever seen and by instinct she had started to lean in as if drawn to his lips but was stopped when he started speaking again.“I can tell you with all honesty, that any woman you see in there, has nothing on you. I have never felt such a connection to someone before as I feel with you. And I have never let anyone look through my phone till you. I won’t hide anything from you.” He said and then ended by planting a. There weren't any surviving pictures of herin that damn dress - a very fortunate glitch had deleted the entirealbum they were saved in, on all devices - but there would always be atleast one picture of him. "Well, go on, Jingle Boy! The house isn'tgoing to vacuum itself! Make sure you don't trip over your heels!"Taking uncertain steps in his fur-lined girly boots, he quietly,obediently, minced out of the room, bells tinkling, under Zoe's mockingglare. "Don't worry, there will be someone here.