Dinner

It was one more stop and were would arrive at our destination.

“Wow, that was fast” I thought. I got down first, and offered her help. Would she accept to clasp, or say thank you, it was a microexamination…she did place her gentle palm in my palm and said thank you!

Her nails were long, clear and glossy. Her skin was so soft and smooth, she should be really eating right and dieting on nutritious food. These are definitely signs of good health that are indicators of many things, including the quality of offspring. :-P

We leisurely walked towards the restaurant on the next line. Well she was not aware of the direction we were walking, she was busy explain her love and training in Carnatic Music.

 "Here?" she exclaimed, we were at the gaudy entrance of Hotel Taj.

“Why don’t like it? Well I thought this is the best in the sector” I said.

“We don’t have a reservation” she wondered.

“O really, don’t we?” I teased her.

We walked a few more paces and asked for my reservation. We were on the “ Kings and Queens” porch, table 25.

A butler escorted to our table. I took off my coat, and handed it over to him.

Srikanth, reading his name on the badge, I said “ Please get us lemonade – chilled” . Yes sir, he said, carried away my coat leaving us in privacy.

“Would you mind excusing me for a couple of minutes” , I said.  
Do you need to be so formal…please, it makes me uncomfortable, came the reply.

Refreshed made few important calls and returned  to the young lady guest of the evening.

Her face was softly illuminated by the candle on the table. She looked awesome from that distance. She was staring at the Rose on the table, and gently caressing the petals.

I took my seat.

When did you book the table? Our travelling by metro was not planned – or was it? She asked.

Well…you see, that’s me, I boasted. Little could she realize that the short duration in the queue for taking tickets was more than enough for me to book a table for two.

Our limejuice was served. Whoa, it was chilled and thoroughly refreshing. I let the lady place the order.

 

Her choices were good. I liked the combination of tastes.

We talked more about our lives, as they are structured. I made gentle fun of everything she said, and it was all in right sense. She seemed to like it, well I assumed it so, her expressions and the atmosphere got only better.

After the sumptuous meal, we strolled down to the parking.

We haven’t come this way…did we? She asked. Well no, but we could go out this way I replied.

Ali was with my car, out in the parking, ready to leave.

Oo! She exclaimed. Rarely have I seen such genuine innocence in the recent past. I was bowled by it.

Ali handed over the keys, and asked “ Chalu Saab?” .

I let him go - Shukriya Ali, kal car ko service keliye lejana hai. Subah aake lejana. I said.

“Shall we move? I asked her.

She smiled and got into the car. Rock ON was playing.

I gently pulled off, and caught speed in no time.