"Who gave this?" Anahita asked reading the note aloud. She had an idea but she wasn't going to instigate herself further to dwell over it.
 "Room no. 498."
 "Obviously, why not? How much more memorable it could be when I am receiving some kind of this generous way of thank you." She burbled sighing up and looked at the bellboy, greeting him with her best faux smile. "Thank you!"
 In cue, the bellboy nodded at her and left. Anahita chewed the inner flesh of her cheeks considering the possibility that she could do with the bunch of flowers in her hands. The feeling was unsettling. Blinking, she inhaled sharply and turned to her heels. It felt right to deliver it to the person, for she wanted to k

The speakers were blaring at the top and Yuvraaj was waiting for his wife's impenitence who had, with an outlandish move, stood stunned on the dancefloor and rushed to the powder room next instant, making him confused to his core. It was his third drink as he roved his eyes around and his head bobbed on the rhythm at his own accord along with the tapping of his foot.
 He was slightly startled by a familiar echo of cellphone ringtone buzzing around him. It was Anahita's cellphone. He dared to open her clutch and found her cellphone inside, vibrating and screaming at its loudest. Anahita was so disoriented that she had forgotten her clutch back to him and it was thrown unattended on the bar counter.
 "Who could it be?" He furrowed his eyebrows

"Okay, now. I am done." Anahita panted, crouching low and breathed through her nose heavily. She eyed those other hikers incredulously who were steeping like rangers.
 "Get up yaar." Yuvraaj pulled her on her feet, "It's just a few meters away. If they rush away, we will lost the track."
 "But I don't wanna go there." Anahita whimpered, her lower lip rolled out and she fisted his shirt in her hands. "My thighs are burning. I can't do it anymore."
 "You've barely covered two hundred meter. So cry me a river. We're going to pull this off." Yuvraaj waved his hand dismissively taking lead.
 "But my jelly legs says otherwise." Anahita pushed the bangs

"Who gave this?" Anahita asked reading the note aloud. She had an idea but she wasn't going to instigate herself further to dwell over it.
 "Room no. 498."
 "Obviously, why not? How much more memorable it could be when I am receiving some kind of this generous way of thank you." She burbled sighing up and looked at the bellboy, greeting him with her best faux smile. "Thank you!"
 In cue, the bellboy nodded at her and left. Anahita chewed the inner flesh of her cheeks considering the possibility that she could do with the bunch of flowers in her hands. The feeling was unsettling. Blinking, she inhaled sharply and turned to her heels. It felt right to deliver it to the person, for she wanted to know more of the story. 
 "It's for you." She said

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