Mr. Bhardawaj: All day, I’ve been thinking about it, Angad. I don’t think so I should be doing it.Angad: it’s fine sir, back in Delhi, you work ...or 16-18 hours a day. No harm in relaxing a bit while you’re here!Mr. Bhardawaj: No, you guys don’t have to put this much effort for me, Angad. I’m okay.Angad: It’s okay, sir. I already told you she’d be doing it willingly. You’ll know it for yourself when you’re with her.Mr. Bhardawaj: But where is she? I haven’t seen this talented secretary of yours. ‘But I hardly know you, like.’ ‘To a café. There are a few near the Kasbah.’ ‘Oh, in a café. Aye, of course. We’ve been drinking that weird Moroccan tea. Mint tea. It’s reet sweet, like.’ ‘I prefer coffee. Café cassé. Or café au lait.’ ‘Yeah. I could do with a cuppa, me.’ They sat outside a café at a table on the pavement. The waiter swivelled the huge parasol so they were both in the shade of the fierce North African sun. Paul seemed ill at ease but insisted on buying the drinks. He struggled. You sense him stand up and he leans forward and whispers in your ear. "Meet me at the toilet in a minute, there's something I want to give you." His hand rests on your leg, and it's like electricity has just shot through your body. He stands and walks behind you towards the toilet. A minute passes, your heart is racing. You stand and turn to walk towards the toilet. You stand at the door and knock. He opens it and you enter. His soft warm lips are on yours. His hands roaming over every part of. They were still the most moving and exciting thoughts he had, but sometimes he came crying, and cried for hours afterward. His dearest memories became a place he dared not go. He tried not to think of her at all, but still… A bit of music, a word, a familiar piece of clothing, a turn of a head with long brown hair–and it hit him like a punch in the heart. He began to smoke more pot, because only then could he feel better just because he wanted to and turn the memories off. He went to class,.
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