Did they get you to trade?
When Bharti was twelve, she fell in love. Not the kind of
love that would leavel, you weak in the
knees, but precisely the kind that would make you feel the joints, somewhat.
Maybe feel a little woozy sometimes. She didn’t even think it was love,
actually. But since that is what she thought girls her age did, she called it
love. She didn’t really feel much about it too.
Because she had seen in movies and such that love usually
led to much sneaking around at night, that is what she started doing. But wait,
this isn’t her story. Look, see, there she goes , sneaking out of her house.
Now, in one corner, you see that guy standing there, him, the one with the red
glasses, yes.
He kind of just buzzed into the picture. Glasses crimson red
through and through, noticing her as she went out of her house.
Let us follow him for a while now.
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