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Cold Coffee’s with blocked nose.

coffee is always a good idea.



Lot’s of noises round but he could only hear the sobs of the girl sitting on his left who was sitting in front of an uninterested rather insensitive man.Just about half an hour ago the guy in red shirt had seen her enter the café,keeping her bag on the left table to his she sat on the chair aligned to it.She looked quite happy and had roses in her hand.Soon a dark skinned fellow entered the café and sat beside her not acknowledging the fact that she had stood up for a passionate hug.Clueless the girl sat down and called for someone to take the order.The order was of two cold coffee’s from his side although the girl’s nose was blocked and she had been keep picking on her nose with a hankerchief every 5 minutes.

Cold Coffee’s in block nose…not too much to ask for in Love right?


All this was being watched by the guy on their right with great attention,some perks of being alone.Just when he thought it’s another clichéd Love story,the girl took a sip of one of the coffee’s and added a sachet of brown sugar before pushing it towards the guy.This gesture of her’s brought a smile on the face of the red shirt guy.He quickly had a silent prayer to get the same kinds who would sit beside his vacant chair one day.
The next thing he could visualise were her sobs and vacant chair beside her.He knew the man just left without acknowledging her Love this time.
In the meanwhile,he realised his sandwich was finished too.He got up,paid the bill,went down the stairs,pushed the gate of the Café,went out and started walking towards the Streets just when a sudden thought came across his mind,he looked up for a second,turned back,ran in the opposite direction and reached out for the Café’s gate.
He ran upstairs and took a sigh of relief..the girl was still there.
This time he occupied the seat beside her,she looked up in surprise towards him wiping the tears off.He said a humble “Sorry” and a Hello to her further explaining to her that he was here to meet a friend and couldn’t find a seat somewhere else to sit and wait for the same.Before she hadn’t noticed him in all the chaos that has been happening with her but she gave a hesistant reply to his Hello with a smile.Soon after,order of two hot coffees was placed and this time he sipped on it to know if it was ok!


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