City ki shaam thodi ajeeb hoti hai. Na poori roshni, na poora andhera. Bas beech mein atki hui — bilkul Kartik ki tarah.
Kartik jydater sham mein ghar se kam hi nikalta tha. College ke baad seedha room, headphones, aur laptop. Log usse boring kehte the lekin use lagta tha woh bas faltu drama avoid karta hai.
Us din woh sirf isliye bahar nikla tha kyunki ghar ka WiFi phir se slow ho gaya tha. Frustrated sa phone dekhte hue woh pass cafe ki taraf chala gaya.
Cafe zyada fancy nahi tha. Do tube lights, 3 chhote tables . Kartik corner wali seat par baith gaya. Black coffee order ki. Bina cheeni.
Usne headphones lagaye hi the ki saamne wali chair halki si khisaki.
Excuse me, yahan baith sakti hoon? Baaki sab full hai.
Kartik ne upar dekha.
Neha aur haath mein ek diary. Uski aankhon mein woh ajeb sa confidence tha jo sirf un logon mein hota hai jo strangers se baat kar lete hain bina zyada soche
Yeah sure, Kartik ne halka sa sir hila diya.
Neha baith gayi. Usne waiter ko cold coffee order ki. Do minute dono chup rahe.
Phir Neha ne Kartik ke laptop screen ki taraf dekha.
Tum code kar rahe ho ya bas busy dikhne ka natak?
Kartik almost choke kar gaya.
Excuse me
Relax,
Main bas guess kar rahi thi. Aajkal