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My heart is beating too fast agaist my chest

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My heart is beating too fast agaist my chest. We sat at the table for ten minutes, he said he wants to talk but didn't say a word. I just fidget with my sleeves and checking my phone again and again. I know nothing about him. Not even his name, and yet I am having lunch with handsome stranger. I look up to him, he is busy with his phone, I guess I should start the conversation. I'm about to say but interrupted by waiter.

"Good afternoon ma'am, sir, aap log kya lenge? "
(What would you like to have)

He kept his phone aside and looked at me, "One black coffee and whatever she wants", and I just looking at him with shock.

Kya hai ye aadmi? Lunch time pe kaali coffee kon pita hai?
(What is it with this man? Who drinks black coffee at lunch)

"You gotta say something sweetheart?" , he scrach his brow with thumb, "Order fast whatever you want, I don't have all day"

"I-I'll have cheeze sandwich and strawberry shake" I told waiter, "aap kuch nahi khayenge?"
(You want eat anything?)

"I already ordered coffee"

"Ye lunch time hai, is waqt khana khate hai, ye aapki kaali coffee na sham ke liye  bachake rakhiye" I huff , " Aur agar aapko kuch nahi khana to mujhe bhi kuch nahi chahiye,jo baat karni hai kijiye warna chalte hai"

(It's luch time and we should eat, save your black coffee for evening)
(And if you don't want to eat then I don't want anything either, just say whatever you want to say or let's leave)

"I don't eat"

I fake gasps, "what are you? A robot? Don't tell me you are battery operated"

He shake his head, face is void of emotion, and then he just order a salad?.

Another ten minutes passed in silence until food comes, then he just focus on his salad and kaali coffee.

Mujhe to yehi samaj nahi aata ki log ye ghaspus kaise kha lete hain?
Ye ajib ajib se patte aur sabji, isse achcha hai kisi khet mein chale jao, wahi charlo jitna charna hai.

(I don't understand how can someone eat this salad,this weird leafs and veges, its better go to farm eat however you want)

Suddenly he put his fork and knife down, leaned back in his chair and stare at me. I froze, sandwich half bite in my mouth, just bite and chew, and then swallow.

"You are eating junk,I didn't say anything about your choice of food, why are you being judgemental"

Did I said that out loud?

I take sip of my strawberry shake, his gaze hardened on straw in my mouth,
I drank it down with loud slurp.

"Fair enough, sorry for being judgemental"

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