In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours.
In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.
-Maya Angelou
-Aryan-
Days went by. I and Manasvi continued to talk to each other on phone calls everyday and even meet regularly, but never at each other's houses. I kind off liked it. My parents didn't know that I was meeting this girl often. I never kept from them anything, not even my girlfriends. If not my mother then my father always knew about them. I enjoyed kind off lying at home and going to meet a young, beautiful and charming lady at nights and early mornings. It was not that, that I didn't want my family to know that I've fallen in love but I wanted to arrange for them to meet once and then when Manasvi was gone I wanted to confess it to my father.
Sometimes Manasvi and I used to go out for dinner. The only thing was that we didn't go to the places where I often dined, like Bastian or Soho House, the reason being, someone from my circle would spot us and then questions would be raised against Manasvi. But, then there was this particular chinese dhaba that Manasvi liked, Kok-pa, which became our go-to dinner place. Days when we skipped chinese for good health, we dined at Shivalay, which was really far from where we both lived, near CST. Even though, we both weren't huge fans of vegetarian food when it come to going out, but we would still trade out kidneys to have the Paneer Kadhai at Shivalay. And, just like that, CST, Fort, Nariman Point became our 'date spots'.
Though, Manasvi called these things 'middle class' and wanted to make her way out of this lifestyle desperately, I found anything with her worth it, worth my time. It was beautiful and fun. I had never experienced something like this, especially in Mumbai.
"Do you like having sea food?" I asked her, on one of our phone conversation.
"Of course, who doesn't? Mumbai chi mulgi aahe mi." she replied.
"Of course, who doesn't? I am a Mumbai girl." she replied.
"So, can we go out to have salmon? or Sushi?" I asked, hoping for her to agree so that I take her to my world. But, I knew that she would deny and take me a better place where according to her the charges would be less yet our stomachs and hearts would be full. And, regarding the charges, Manasvi never let me pay the whole bill, rather we always divided the money equally and contributed.
"Listen, I can't pay for a salmon and sushi at a high end restaurant. Maybe some other time we'll go there. And when I have enough money and I am quite rich, I'll give you a treat at one of those restaurants. What say?"
"Madam, once you get rich and become a superstar, na.. I am not going to spare you. You have to buy be studs and jordans and gifts from your travels, and take me on dates and dinners. And I am going to tell the world, that look, I am friends with Manasvi. So lucky."
She burst out laughing. Laughing hard. "Okay, okay baba. I will."
"You got no other option."
I waited for her to finish her laughter. "So, where are we going?"
"I'll take you to the best ever sea food serving restaurant." she stated.
"Okay. Where is it?"
"Meet me outside CST tomorrow."
"Okay. I will. But where are we going?"
"Meet me there. I'll take you."
"But what's the name of the place?"
