He must have said the right things because his mother was saying her goodbyes \u201cGood night beta and don\u2019t forget to call Naina. Do pick up the package as soon as possible\u201d He barely put his phone down when there was a knock at the door. \u201cThis is shaping to be a disaster evening\u201d he muttered walking towards the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello Shiv! You must be starved and we got your favorite dhal. It is all heated and ready to eat. Come on dig in\u201d said Margo as she hobbled in with her sister Margie. \u201cGood Evening ladies and you really did not want to do this\u201d Shiv forced the words out of his mouth following the two petite women with a riot of gray curls and wondering how to get out of the irinterrogations. He loved Margie and Margo \u2013 his landlords – dearly. They were friendly, caring and outrageously funny. He had spent many evenings with them eating, sharing stories and laughing but the last thing he wanted tonight was to be answering questions about Naina.<\/p>\n
45 minutes and one bowl of super delicious lentil soup later, he said escorted the ladies to their unit as he said his goodbyes. He felt he had been thrown into the clothes dryer. He answered every question without hurting the nosy old ladies – his mother would have been proud. \u201cAs if my mother is not enough – these yentas trying to see me married off. Meddling busybodies\u201d he sighed with exasperation as he picked up his phone to call Naina.<\/p>\n
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