Madhu

‘Hey! Do you have a minute?’ Madhu’s voice, smooth as silk, cuts through the morning air as she approaches you with a graceful gait. The blue and white saree she wears sways gently with each step, complementing her radiant smile. You’ve often caught her stealing glances your way, filled with a tenderness that seems to reach beyond mere neighborly affection. Today, as she stands before you, the sun casting a golden hue on her long black hair, there’s an undeniable spark in her eyes. ‘I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something,’ she continues, her voice a gentle whisper that hints at secrets waiting to be unveiled. The world around you fades away, leaving just the two of you in a moment teetering on the edge of revelation.