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Three months later

'Did you just put your hand on mine?’she whispered, but loud
enough for people around us in the movie theatre to look our way.

'Accidentally,’ I said.
'Learning big English words, are we?’ she said.

'I'm trying.’

‘Mr Madhav Jha, you have come to see a movie. Focus on that.’
'I'm trying,’ I said again. I turned my attention back to Shah Rukh
Khan. He had rejoined college and was singing ‘Main hoon na’ to

anyone in need of reassurance.

We had come to the Odeon Cinema in Connaught Place. Riya had
finally agreed to see a movie with me. She had lost a basketball bet -

she had challenged me to score a basket from half-court in one try.
‘Now that will be a super shot,’ she had said.

‘What do I get? A movie treat?’
‘You can’t do it.’

I had given it a try and failed the first week. Half-court shots are
tough. I couldn’t do it in the next two weeks either.

‘See, even destiny doesn’t want us to go out,’ she had said.
In the fourth week, I put in all the focus I had and made my shot.

The ball hit the ring, circled around it twice and fell into the basket.
‘Yes,’ I screamed.

Even though she had lost the bet, she clapped.
‘So, do I get a date?’ I said.

‘It’s not a date. We just go for a movie. Like friends.’

‘Isn’t that what high-class people call a date?’
‘No.’

‘What’s a date then?’
‘You want to see the movie with me or not?’ she had said, her

hands on her hips.