IDHAR UDHAR KI BAAT 72- UN DINON KI BAAT HAI -Brig PS Gothra (Retd)
The school staff room was buzzing with its usual mid-morning energy when Manju leaned across the table, her curiosity evident. “So, did he hold your hand?” she asked, her eyes gleaming mischievously. “No, he didn’t!” Pinky replied, her tone laced with irritation, clearly regretting bringing up the topic in the first place. “ Achha , so what would you have done if he had held your hand?” Radhika chimed in, smirking as she leaned back in her chair, ready to stir the pot. “I would have asked him to behave,” Pinky declared, raising a finger in a stern, school-teacherly way, as though reprimanding an errant student. “Oye, Madam PGT English!” Manju burst out, laughing so hard her chai almost spilled. “You were talking to your fiancĂ©, not scolding one of your students! And, for heaven’s sake, stop pointing fingers like that until at least a year after your wedding.” “If he had held your hand, Pinky, I bet you’d start a lecture right there on ‘Appropriate Touch in Public Pl...