thoughts from heart

            I scanned the room. It was full of so called ‘High Society people who were dressed in nothing less than Gucci or Prada.’ I looked at my own blood red gown and even though it wasn’t from a high end brand still I had paid a fortune for it and the result had been mind-blowing till now. The gown hugged my figure like it was tailor made and I secretly thanked those long tedious hours in gym that had got me into such a figure. I was on another round of wine when I felt a hand on my shoulder.             “Hey Tamanna, congratulations for the success of the Ad-campaign. You did an amazing job.” I smiled faintly at the compliment generously thrown at me by my boss’s wife and thanked her for being appreciative. I indulged in a bland conversation with her and all the while she bragged about her recent trip to Paris I couldn’t help but pray that someone should come to my rescue.             Finally when she realized that I wasn’t questioning anything about her extravagant trip

"So, what's your plan for the day?" Sumit asked me and I thought for a while. "I'll maybe go to the mall and shop," I specifically stressed on the word 'shop' and hearing that Sumit smiled and nod his head in sheer mockery, "or I would watch a movie. Don't worry at all I know how to keep myself busy." Sumit finished his breakfast and said, "Had you told me earlier I would have taken an off but now there's no chance." "Like I said don't worry. You go and finish your work and once you are done then we would go and watch a play." He made a face and said, "No way. I am not going to any watch any play. We can watch a movie but watching a play is out of question." I was utterly disappointed but Sumit decided to overlook it. He picked his laptop bag, kissed my forehead and said, "Do let me know from where should I pick you and yes I love you." "I love you too." The moment he left