Mahi's P.O.V

The sun is right at the top of my head, burning my body as I run along the streets of Hyderabad's necklace road. Marathon my foot! Never in my right mind I would do this again. As they say, if we go on zooming, the problems get bigger but it gets blurred too! Idiots! Who dares someone to run a marathon just because they're getting hitched?!

Ah Krish! Where is this fellow? I tried squinting my eyes to see but failed. Huffing and fuming I stopped by to check if he arrived or not. I switched on my phone only to be blinded by the brightness. The top most notification was from 'Partner in Crime'

"I'm in a green T-shirt. You can identify me right?"

Last seen 30 minutes ago.

"Of course I'm not yet blind" I typed my reply and sent it.

After I ran a bit further I searched for him. Ha, there he is glued to his phone. Swiftly pulling him behind a dead-end, I asked him for it.

"Where is it? Did you bring the right one?! Or else I would be doomed, and I don't want to get caught! Who baits someone with a NikonD3500 camera? I agree that it's not bad, but marathon why?" I vented out my frustration.

"I'm sorry but if you're asking for drugs, I don't do them. They're illegal and injurious to health. You should probably stop taking them."

"Haha good one Krish! Now give the contacts. I'm not in the mood nor have time to listen to your lame jokes!"

"Krish?Contact? It's 9*********. I don't usually give my contact to strangers, that's my business contact. I suppose you want to hire me. We can sign the contract if you'll give the further details."

"What in the world are you talking about?" I yelled at Krish grabbing his collar.

Oh fudge! He is not Krish!

"No shit, Sherlock," mocked my conscience.

Damn my eyesight! Damn my idiotic friends! I ran like I'm in a marathon and my decency is the prize.