‘When do we get married? How long do I
wait?’
No,
it wasn’t a girl asking a boy, but the other way round. No response.
‘Think
of our friends. They are all married’. So what, seemed to be her expression.
‘Ravi
and Sitara have a daughter. She’s already two. I’ll still keep asking you about
our marriage and Guddi, meanwhile, would have found her man! Will we ever get
married? I’d better ask an astrologer than you..’
