Jeanie : after an Intermission!

.... What are you thinking?
aa...naathing...
umm... oh here are four diverse ways... which one you would take?
....
helloo... I m talking to you Ms.. hey.. what's ur name?
jen....
wat? Pardon?
Its Jeanie ... you can call me Jeanie .. okay?
Oh.. jeanie... nice... so Ms. Jeanie... where are you going?
I dont know.
What? Sorry!
I said I dont know where i am going but you can go your way ...okay.
ahh... certainly madam I will go my way. huh! (walking ahead slowly)
(Jeanie to herself but a little aloud) where does this road go... where do you want to go .... i dont know... then you may take any road...
(guy puzzled) hey.... are you crazy?
You mind your own business.... okay.
No its not okay...
What do you want from me?
Lets play a game?
,,,, what?
I am going this way and you go just opposite way... and at one point we will look back for 1 min... If we both look back at the same time we will come back and accompany each other ... or if not then we will go two different ways... let destiny speak for us ... (a broad smile )
hmm... sure... (jeanie smiles for the first time)
(guy looks enchanted at her)
(she quickly turns back and walks fast)

.... a little far
and Jeanie doesn't look back ever.

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