The cafe was located on the ground floor of an old Victorian building. It wasn't visible to passerby. A large Gulmohar tree hid this small cafe from public's view. Hence it wasn't crowded. It was popular amongst the stars who flocked in order to avoid the crazy paparazzi. It's interiors was sophisticatedly modern in contrast to the building in which it was located.
Rajbir and Simran took the corner seat. They ordered one hot chocolate and coffee for themselves. "Don't you want to taste their classic coffee? It's too good.", he asked, trying to start a conversation with her. "No! I am not a coffee person. Hot chocolate is my favorite", she replied nervously. She worried constantly about her mother. She hardly enjoyed the moment.
He was the only one who was talking while she kept quiet. She couldn't get over the worry. She smiled pretentiously to show that she was listening. Unfortunately, he noticed her tensed face in midst of their conversation."It's looks like you don't like the place. If you want, we can go somewhere else.", he said to make her feel at ease.
"No! No! I like this place.", she lied. He noticed that she was fidgeting around her hands on the table. He placed his hand on her tensed hand. "You didn't even have a sip of your drink. What's worrying you? Are you okay?", he asked. Her face was bend down in embarrassment. "If you want, I can drop you home. You don't have to worry about your mother.", he said.
They had almost stepped out of the cafe after paying the bill. The paparazzi surrounded them from no where. Both were shocked. Rajbir was certain that he would avoid them as he had thought no one would follow them here. But paparazzi had sniffed them out.
The paparazzi were busy taking their pictures. The couple rushed towards their car. When they were safe inside, Rajbir tried to start the car. But it wasn't possible. The paparazzi had surrounded them. Both of them covered their face. No one wanted to be in limelight.
(To be continued)
Rajbir and Simran took the corner seat. They ordered one hot chocolate and coffee for themselves. "Don't you want to taste their classic coffee? It's too good.", he asked, trying to start a conversation with her. "No! I am not a coffee person. Hot chocolate is my favorite", she replied nervously. She worried constantly about her mother. She hardly enjoyed the moment.
He was the only one who was talking while she kept quiet. She couldn't get over the worry. She smiled pretentiously to show that she was listening. Unfortunately, he noticed her tensed face in midst of their conversation."It's looks like you don't like the place. If you want, we can go somewhere else.", he said to make her feel at ease.
"No! No! I like this place.", she lied. He noticed that she was fidgeting around her hands on the table. He placed his hand on her tensed hand. "You didn't even have a sip of your drink. What's worrying you? Are you okay?", he asked. Her face was bend down in embarrassment. "If you want, I can drop you home. You don't have to worry about your mother.", he said.
They had almost stepped out of the cafe after paying the bill. The paparazzi surrounded them from no where. Both were shocked. Rajbir was certain that he would avoid them as he had thought no one would follow them here. But paparazzi had sniffed them out.
The paparazzi were busy taking their pictures. The couple rushed towards their car. When they were safe inside, Rajbir tried to start the car. But it wasn't possible. The paparazzi had surrounded them. Both of them covered their face. No one wanted to be in limelight.
(To be continued)
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