“Oh you do enjoy reading as I do!”, I exclaimed.
“Yes! Yes! Indeed. I am the one people call book-worm!”, she reached for the coffee and took a sip of it.
“Coffee here is famous?”
“Yes, as they say so unless it is not so true!” I laughed on my own half-cooked joke and she pretended.
“So what did you read last? And since how long this obsession is from?”, I looked away from the beggar boy outside the glass to her only to find her staring at the same boy.
I coughed to get her attention back.
“I’m sorry what did you ask?”, she reacted embarrassed. “Sorry, I got carried away with the view outside. It’s a beautiful weather, isn’t it? Looks like it’d be raining again.”
“Yes I guess it is. How would you go back if it starts raining?”, I asked.
“I would go with my girlfriend. She’d come to pick me; lives around here, you see.”, she explained.
“Oh great! That would save me from the trouble.”, I said and followed a combined half-laugh.
I knew she was lying and it would be me dropping her once rain started.
“You didn’t tell me, what did you ask me about?”, she broke my thoughts.
“I probably asked a wrong question earlier, let me rephrase myself.” (Smile) “What are you reading currently?”
“Nothing as of now but I read Arvind Adiga last..”, she started to speak.
“No way! The White Tiger! That’s my favourite!”, I interrupted overjoyed.
“No doubt it would be; beautifully written it is”, She continued. “But I am now wondering what would be my next pick.”, she finished her coffee and put down the cup.
“As this one was amazing, I can settle for no less for next one.” She said while wiping her lips with tissue.
“And I can’t settle for anything less than them.” I thought in my sub-conscious.
“It’s not too hard. Here, take this.”, I stretched my newly purchased copy of ‘The Kite Runner’ towards her.
“Khalid Hussainy! Why, this should be the one. Yes!” She took it from me and flipped it front and back a couple of times before putting it down on table while still clutching it from bottom.
“You have a great sense in these things. I must admit, I am impressed.”, she smiled with carefree air for the first time.
“Thanks, that’s what everyone tells me.”, I took the compliment as I consider it my right. I am always good at taking comments and compliments reasonably well than most.
“Oh nice! See? I knew you are good!”, she sported her heart-aching smile again. One would do anything to see that again and again.
“Thank you. I know I am.” , I didn’t try to be modest as I consider it a very common and unyielding practice.
“Well, so I guess I would just buy this one now.”, she said.
“No. Why, you can keep this.”, I pushed the book that was now resting on the table, towards her.
“Oh no! No! Please I’ll get a new one plus I have to go to the store anyway today for my sister’s daughter.”, she said while pushing it back towards me.
I put a finger from the other side to stop her sliding it.
“No. I’m sure you’d have to go there but please keep this, I insist.”, I literally insisted and said it literally.
“Oh what are you going to do then?”
“I’ve another copy of it.”, I lied and I guess she knew it too but didn’t press the matter any further.
She left without her girlfriend coming to pick her as it didn’t rain and I paid the bills before getting out half an hour later when it actually started to.
I looked up and raised an eyebrow in question, “Now who needs the weather?”
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