"Hi Pranav, you didn't have to do all that".

"Well"......

"Well.......What"?

"Nothing.. Do you remember this spot"?

"How can I forget that praan ...look there, that pink chair right over the right side corner. Yes, that's where I sat reading a novel....what was it"?....

"A walk to remember...."

"Yes,yes... not bad praan you remember so much. Sooooo, unlike you".

(He gives me a cold stare)

"Ok ok , fine...cool....your memory is like Einstein ...ok...don't get pissed off".

"I'm not....So...what else happened that day"...

"Well....i was engrossed in my book, you were cycling I assume, you came right next to me. I still remember the chubby bubbly way you smiled. I felt the urge to pull those cheeks apart. Where did all those disappear"?

(A sly smile spreads across his cheek)

"Then.. You asked... care for a walk.. And spontaneously I agreed. I have never been so open-minded before, would think a trillion times before speaking. But that day thinks were unnatural. I immediately agreed. It must be the way you spoke, that wide eyed smile, the innocence in your posture. Later we moved straight to that café over there and ordered a Choco-volcano cake topped with a chocolate latte".

"Shall we relive that moment once again". Pranav asks...with a casual look in those dark brown eyes.

"I would love to". I chirp out.. "But book"?

(Takes the novel from his bag-pack and hands it to me).

Ready he asks.

So I walk towards the chair, and sit .. a little confused, a little thrilled, a little madness enveloping me.

He walks towards me, with an air of confidence. This isn't the bubbly guy I saw a few years ago.. he's so manly now. Triceps.... Jumping over his shirt resembles a model walking across the pageant. The textured pompadour fade hair cut seems to highlight his facial features, back then his hair was patched up in his forehead. His gaze is so hypnotizing and I sit there like a kid drooling on the sight of an ice-cream cart.