He cleared his throat, finally breaking the awful silence prevailing for the last few minutes.
I looked at him, then shifted my eyes quickly, my palms sweating profusely.
‘I was surprised when you wanted to meet me’, he forced a laugh.
I furrowed my brows.
‘I’ve been rejected by 5 girls. You see I don’t look good, neither am I rich and you’re so elegant…beautiful…so naturally…’, he paused.
I nodded, my eyes roaming around the Cafeteria.
‘Do you like birds?’ I asked suddenly, looking at him.
‘Yes…’, he bumbled, his confused eyes fixed on mine.
‘So…what would you do if you see a beautiful bird?’
He frowned, opened his mouth but I interrupted.
‘Won’t it be great to have it caged so it can’t fly away?’
‘I’d rather watch it fly…’, he replied in a confused tone.
I smiled nervously, I’ve never heard a more perfect answer, I muttered.
‘Well, I can build a home so the bird can rest when she’s tired of flying…’ He added flirtily.
Written by Chirasree Bose.