Friday, May 21, 2004

The weather is pregnant

Me: The weather is pregnant with romanticism
Paddu: Why is that so?
Me: Something very nice is on the wings but, it is yet to happen. See, I don’t have a guy to share this. You have it so, you can say, it is romantic.
Paddu: wait, I’ll tell him the weather has just delivered romanticism.
Me: Don’t take my name. He will know why we are colleagues.
Paddu: you don’t have to be a flirt to flirt. You just have to do it.
Me: you don’t have to prove we are friends also. I already know.

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