"Things don't just happen in this world of arising and passing away. We don't live in some kind of crazy, accidental universe. Things happen according to certain laws, laws of nature. Laws
such as the law of karma, which
teaches us that as a certain seed gets planted, so will that fruit be."

Sharon Salzberg

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|| Rimjhim ||

" No green chili for me."

Nikita told the vendor while running her hand through her recent straightened hair.

" More green chili on my phuchka please!"

I asked immidiately to the vendor. I love the hot sensation lingering my tounge while eating phuchka. But the vendor was taking ages in preparing the mixture of potato.

" Rimjhim, I told you about him na?"

" Him?" I really had no idea about which 'him' my dear sister was talking about.

Since the day she had returned from her freshers' welcome party in her university she just could not stop being smitten over the guy performers!

"Hiiim!!" Nikita tilted her head awkwardly emphasing upon 'him'.

Finishing the preparation the vendor distributed the bowls to us.

" The guitarist guy?" I asked.

The vendor made a hole at the first phuchka and filled it with the potato mixture and dipped it into the tamarind-water and served on Nikita's bowl.

" No man! the one who anchored."

Nikita replied bringing her phuchka close to her mouth.

" Ohh." was all I said observing my phuchka was being served after repeatation of the same process by the vendor.

She started to say something after finishing her phuchka but I brought my concentration on my phuchka and wasting no time stuffed it to my mouth..

UMMMMM..the sensation was awesome!!!

"He is so cool you know!"

I caught her words finishing the one and licking my lips for the second phuchka.

" Hmm"

" You know what tomorrow I'm going on a coffee date with him!"

She squealed and I nodded.

After serving phuchkas to other five people he again stuffed the phuchka with potato with no chili for Nikita.

And the process continued as my dear sister's babbling upon him..

After eating 8 phuchkas I retired. Nikita stopped on 15.

She was so excited I could guess that she even could not make it 20!

It was not that it was her first date or something.But still it gives butterflies when  a guy made his meeting official. Well, don't jump into conclusion that I had experience of these. Just talking randomly.

" Rimjhim.."

" Yeah?"

"Here it is. Told you na I'll show you his picture on my fb."

She streched her phone to me.

I looked on the screen.

A straight picture of a handsome boy with a breathtaking smile.

Hmmm. How could Nikita's choice be less handsome!

" Impressing!"

I complemented raising one eye-brow.

" Thank you!" she said shyly and took the phone from me.

"Can't wait for tomorrow yar!"

I smiled wishing her luck and made my way towards home along with my sister Nikita who was lost in dreaming about him.

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* phuchka( panipuri/golgappa)- an Indian street food specially famous inVenaras and Kolkata for its taste.

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dear @rittora, sorry for not updating OSC man. Forgive me dear *pout*
I don't know why I felt like updating this one.so.....