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Kavita is 26 years old, recently married. Her husband Rahul works in one MNC. Kavita & Rahul doesn’t belong to same age group, Rahul is 4 years older to Kavita. Both of them was actually in same college, They knew each other before marriage. It was arrange marriage, now they are staying in different city than there native place. Kavita was 26 years old but was very childish, she was much like teenager. She easily developed infatuation with cute guys. She easily fall for them, She was very emotional, easily trust boys & love to have friendship with boys. She was getting all attention from boys as every young girl get. In this city also Kavita has built good friendship with house owners guy. His name is Ajit. He studies in FY. Ajit used to spend lot of time in Kavita’s house, mostly in absence of Rahul. Kavita & Ajit has very good bond between them. Kavita & Rahul stay on first floor & Ajit along with his parent & sister stay at ground floor. Surpris

I woke up to the sound of my cellphone ringing. With half-open eyes, I reached for it and answered. "Hello?" I said. "Hello Arun, this is Dev." the voice from the other end was that of my Boss. "Yes Dev? Tell me." I said.  "Tell you? You tell me!" he sounded annoyed. "Where the hell are you? We are supposed to go on that big sales call together!" "Oh, yes" I said, looking at the clock... damn it was already 10 a.m. "Sorry Dev, I took some medicine last night and overslept." "You're still at home?" he said incredulously. "Yes, but sorry, I'll....I'll meet you at the client's office directly in...half an hour." I said. "OK, hurry up, Arun!" he said and disconnected the phone. I sat up and looked around. The bedroom was empty. "Shilpa! Why didn't you wake up me?" I yelled. No answer. "Shilpa??" I got up

And she started narrating, "Some of what I told you before is true. Except that Balram wasn't as shy and reluctant as I made him out to be. He is very talkative and charming. And has a way with words. And because he doesn't look that great, his skills at conversation and manipulating are even more surprising and caught me off-guard." "Right from the first day, he talked a lot. Told me about himself, his family, his dead wife, his kids. Asked me about myself. Where I grew up, what I did, how I met you and all that. The conversation flowed very naturally. Then he started talking about his wife a lot. How he missed her. How she was a lovely woman." "What else did he say about her?" I asked. "Well, a lot of things, but the relevant part was when he talked about how graceful she was.... and how she dressed." "How she dressed?" I asked. "Yes, he said she was always dressed smartly, in skirts, shorts, top