It was enchanting; she felt how much passion the singer must have for music. It was an absolute melody, she has never really been drawn to any music nor paid any attention to lyrics, but today, this song, she had no idea who the singer was, what the album was, but she was totally mesmerized by the lyrics and the music. She was completely lost in thoughts and was disturbed when someone asked her something. She just turned around and it was Sam and his mother. She had not expected to see them; she was startled a bit but managed herself and smiled at them. She smiled back and asked her if they have met before and she seemed so familiar. Sam pulled his moms shirt and whispered something in her ear. She recognized her and enquired how she was doing; she didn't remember her name either.
Both felt a little awkward not remembering each other’s name. Diya pointed her to the direction of the bathroom and for some reason; mostly curiosity joined her while Sam waited at the receptionist desk. She asked Diya how long she and Akshar had known each other. Diya had not expected a question from her, a long straightened haired, tall, close to six feet; Caucasian maiden with an elongated face, grey eyes, sharp long nose and naturally peach colored lips all that needed was a simple lip gloss to highlight it adoring a brilliant smile exposing her recently cleaned sparkling white teeth. Since they had already reached the bathroom it was easier not to answer her question until they stepped out which bought her some time to think about.
It was just the two of them and before Diya could answer her question she continued her conversation with her by adding how much Sam loves Akshar and on and on. Diya couldn’t hold on anymore, she went right ahead and asked her about Sam’s father since she had mentioned that Akshar was like a father figure to him while washing her hands. She smiled and said, “Long story short, if it weren’t for Akshar, Sam and I won’t be alive today. He saved our lives.”
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