Bhel puri’s sweet and spicy taste always hit the spot for her. No matter the day’s stresses, no matter what lay ahead after the long days. None of life’s stresses and tensions could dampen the euphoria that accompanied every spoonful. There was a spring in her voice suggesting a relaxed, happy state of mind.
Even he noticed it from a thousand miles away.
“Please can you have bhel puri every time we talk?”
She grinned “But why? You like bhel puri too?”
He teased “No, I like you on Bhel.”
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