The horizon was painted an unrealistic yellow. She felt that her vision was blurred by life in the concrete jungle.
Aman’s perspective had certainly changed. He looked at the skyscrapers, and thought about the price of a single apartment in that building. When will that terrace flat with a glass ceiling fall in his affordable range? And how many more business deals need to be cracked before that?
He failed to notice that Anita was standing besides him, trying to repaint the sky. She wanted to spend a night with him under the stars, with no other thought between them.
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