It felt really good touching her face. She was saying something in Tulu, then excused herself, “Oh, sorry, you are not Kannadiga. Desi chut The blouse she wore had almost full sleeves with a narrow neck showing very little of her golden skin, leaving the rest to my vivid imagination.The most striking thing was she had cut her hair in a blunt cut till mid-back and colored it deep black. Then a text from her, “Come over to stay over the weekend, Sandy is on a weekend tour.”I packed a change of clothes and took a cab to her place. “Ahh, I was going to fix them,” she said, walking towards a room. One fine day she told him that if ever she would have kids, it would be from Monu!
