The Cupid Tales

"Let's get a dog and name it 'Karma'." "Why Karma?" was his question. "So we can say that Karma's a bitch and mean it," came her quip.

Though desperate for his advice on what to wear for any occasion, she will wear what she had picked for herself in the first place. And he knows this. Yet, he never fails to put in the effort.

One heated argument and he stormed out of the bedroom. Few minutes into it, he realized he couldn't sleep, without her by his side. And so couldn't she, even with all the comfort the warm bed had to offer. Moments later, she came outside holding a water bottle as an excuse to check on him. Their eyes met and they realised that each of them was going through the exact same sentiment. And they decided, to never ever sleep apart when under the same roof. #condition0

"So what do you want to eat?" His flatmate was hungry. "Yes, sure." His eyes were glued to the screen. "I was thinking maybe kill the neighbors and eat them?" The guy was a little sarcastic now. "Yeah yeah! Do whatever." And he dashed for the door. There she was, getting down the cab which he has been tracking all this time. He greeted her with that same old smile and a big hug. And he does this every time. Some things just never get old maybe.

Wake up before she does. Get ready. Make her a morning meal. Because he knows how much she hates having chapati and veggies in the morning that the cook makes. All so that she never has to go to the office on an empty stomach.

"You're gonna love this tea." He said pointing to a hot cup of ginger tea on their table. "Yummm, it is quite good," she said as she took another sip from the cup. "But my favorite still remains the one that you make for me and we sip on that together talking about the most random things." She smiled as she completed her sentence.

"Abhinav Jain!" She was ready to unleash the beast on him. "Kavisha Agarwal Jain." And her anger melted away, like a lump of sugar in a child's mouth.