23-11-2018, 12:12 PM
Bashar said hello and forwarded his right hand towards her.She shook her hand with him and he caught her fingers and quickly kissed on the back of her hand and said,
He was about to say something but another guest interrupted him and he started talking with him.My mom and I went to the far end of the wall and started having look at the paintings one by one.They were colorful paintings with a lot of unidentifiable objects and figures in them.
“You are beautiful, Briya.”
It was quick and unexpected.She was visibly taken aback by his gesture.Before she could react, Ajay interrupted and said,
“Don’t be offended Priya Ji.Its a common practice in Arabs.”
My mom nodded her head like she understood and said,
“It’s ok.”
Ajay said looking at my mom,
“All of these paintings are created by Mr.Bashar, Priyaji.”
Suddenly Ajay’s phone rang and he talked over it.He told us that he needed to leave as there was an emergency in the office.He also told my mom to call him if they wanted to go back to the hotel and then left.
My mom looked at Bashar and said,
“May I have a look at the paintings?”
Bashar replied,
“Sure.”
జస్ట్ ఫోర్గెట్..... జస్ట్ ఎంజాయ్.... జస్ట్ రిలాక్స్ ....lucky krish