Friday evening he walks into the TOI Response office and sees her. The most beautiful girl he has ever seen. She looks up.
“Oh! One more and I can leave”, she thinks.
He hands her the piece of written paper and the photograph.
“Obituary” he mumbles.
She is busy keying in the details.
“It will be printed tomorrow” she says without looking up.
“She is....was my grandmother” he says softly.
“I am sorry” she says and looks at the photograph.
“You resemble her” she says this time with a smile.
“Thanks” he says shyly.
“Bye and have a good weekend” she says while leaving.
He looks at the bill. Neha D is typed on the Received By box.
He thinks he will call her and ask for coffee tomorrow.
She by then was rushing to Tamanna to pick up her wedding lehenga.