After few days she started bringing something to eat for me like sweets, dishes cooked in day or something like which I taste & praise a lot for her cooking.Day by day I found Rupali feeling friendly with me & talking / expressing emotions very comfortably & there was no barrier among us. My desi I found that Rupali isn’t happy with Jatin (his husband) as he isn’t kind a guy to deal rightly with women as he frequently abused her & her parents & used to shout a loud so that entire locality can listen.She used to discuss this & other issues with me & also used to praise me that I speak to her in very polite manner & the girl I would marry would be very happy and all that. I was standing inside kitchen watching all this. A Lady with Milky white skin, Face without any marks, Long Strong Black Hair, Dark Eyes who can speak their own language. “Chal pagal” she laughed and holds my hand. “No” I replied.
