WHO IS SHE?
Sathya walked into the restaurant as his grandpa wanted him to meet a girl for marriage.

Sathya bumped into a chair against the girl and started explaining,

"Look, I heard that you are kind and good hearted and also that you have won some beauty pageant, but i'am not interested in such girls so......"

"Then what type of girl are you interested in? asked the girl.

"Well...no one", said sathya.

"That means you are not into marriage at all!"said the girl.

Sathya agreed and was about to leave.

"By the way I'am Pooja,Pooja Sharma" introduced the girl.

"You are the only girl who accepted my rejection calmly", said sathya.

"Because I am not the girl waiting for you" she said with a sly smile and continued ,

"You misunderstood me for being a beauty pageant! That means you think I'am beautiful".

Misunderstood?? wondered sathya.

"Next time we meet, we'll have lunch together. For now I have something important. Nice meeting you Mr...?"

"Sathya,Sathya Vedic". She leaves, as she saw someone taking their pictures.


Today,
Pooja keeps her sipped cup of coffee on the table.


"So, this is how we met",said pooja to the confused Sathya.

"Did we date each other after that?" asks Sathya.

"No,not at all" replies pooja being little offended.

Sathya could see those green magical shades around her.
As he remembers, green sparkles were indicating that she was annoyed.

He decided not to bother her anymore.

"That article just made me think, am sorry for taking your time". said Sathya and was about to leave.

"Listen, you hurted my ego that's why it all happened . But as a person I would suggest you to search for MEERA". stated pooja.

"Now, who is Meera?" questioned sathya.

"You better know who it is?" said pooja and got up, put on her shades and walked towards her car.

Sathya now saw the redness between those green shades. Red was for love. That meant she was hiding her love.

Chrees to me who is still unanswered. This gift of seeing emotions is turning into a curse for me.

Why all these names feel so unfamiliar. Is it cause of pollen? I just want to know why did I drink it?
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What do you think? What would you do,if you were sathya do?