Kavin
I find my parents literally standing at the door when I get out of the car. They are anxious to know all about my performance in the matches and I make sure to not give them too much hope. It’s nice to be back home and chatting with my family like this and throughout it, I keep stealing glances at Nithila, for which I have no explanation.
It’s only after dinner that I get a chance to be alone with her.
“How was Delhi?” She asks eagerly while we are lying face to face on our bed.
“Nice..” That’s the only word I have got to describe the magnificent city because strangely all I can think about right now is how soft and pink her lips look tonight.
“Kavin.." She calls while playing with the button of my shirt.
"Hmm?"
"Uhmm.. Who was that girl?”
I blink for a second with co
