31-01-2020, 07:38 PM
Akaash looked back up at her, and for the first time she was smiling. The smile completely lightened her face.
"I'm sorry," he said as he let go of her arm, "but I really don't like turbulence."
"I guessed that," she said, "though I must admit you don't seem to be the type that's afraid of flying."
"Oh flying I can handle," Akaash said, "It's the turbulence, and the potential of a crash that bothers me."
"Ok," She said quizzically "I think."
"By the way, thanks for not yelling and calling the flight attendant," Akaash said sheepishly. "That would have been really embarrassing."
"Don't worry about it" she said. "I was very surprised when you grabbed my arm suddenly, but when I saw you freaking out, I realized you weren't trying to make a pass at me."
"Believe me, making a pass at you was the LAST thing on my mind," He said. "I was just trying not to have an anxiety attack!"
She just laughed at that.
"Well my name is Akaash. Akaash Verma." He said and extended his hand.
"Sejal Patel," She met his hand with hers and smiled. "Much better grip this time."
"Yea, this is my professional shake not the panicky one."
"Well, don't take this the wrong way, but when you were having your anxiety attack, you actually looked quiet adorable. It's not everyday I get to see a grown man panicking." She added teasingly.
"Thank you for taking my ego and tearing it to shreds, but I guess I deserved that one." Akaash said. "Though you could have been a bit nicer before. You looked like you were about lash out at the next person who said anything to you."
Sejal just looked at him for a moment and smiled broadly. "Yea I know, it's just that if I smile at people and come across as friendly most guys just immediately start flirting with me. Especially Indians. Oh, don't give me that look, you know what I'm taking about." She continued.
"Yea, I do," Akaash admitted. "Actually been guilty of that a few times myself."
"I'm sorry," he said as he let go of her arm, "but I really don't like turbulence."
"I guessed that," she said, "though I must admit you don't seem to be the type that's afraid of flying."
"Oh flying I can handle," Akaash said, "It's the turbulence, and the potential of a crash that bothers me."
"Ok," She said quizzically "I think."
"By the way, thanks for not yelling and calling the flight attendant," Akaash said sheepishly. "That would have been really embarrassing."
"Don't worry about it" she said. "I was very surprised when you grabbed my arm suddenly, but when I saw you freaking out, I realized you weren't trying to make a pass at me."
"Believe me, making a pass at you was the LAST thing on my mind," He said. "I was just trying not to have an anxiety attack!"
She just laughed at that.
"Well my name is Akaash. Akaash Verma." He said and extended his hand.
"Sejal Patel," She met his hand with hers and smiled. "Much better grip this time."
"Yea, this is my professional shake not the panicky one."
"Well, don't take this the wrong way, but when you were having your anxiety attack, you actually looked quiet adorable. It's not everyday I get to see a grown man panicking." She added teasingly.
"Thank you for taking my ego and tearing it to shreds, but I guess I deserved that one." Akaash said. "Though you could have been a bit nicer before. You looked like you were about lash out at the next person who said anything to you."
Sejal just looked at him for a moment and smiled broadly. "Yea I know, it's just that if I smile at people and come across as friendly most guys just immediately start flirting with me. Especially Indians. Oh, don't give me that look, you know what I'm taking about." She continued.
"Yea, I do," Akaash admitted. "Actually been guilty of that a few times myself."
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