there she was.
"i didn't recognize you" me replying to her self-praising question of "see what i wear"

-After a small datum-

"so you're finally going?"
"yes", she replied euphorically
"have you installed the google translator? coz Marathi ain't your cup of tea" pulling her legs i asked
"yea", she laughed too

amidst tying 'rakhi' on me,
i impassively asked her, "when you gonna come?"
in an evincive way, "don't know", that jubilant reponded and left.