Book Fourteen

So now that a mode of communication had been established, we started talking to each other more than often. Almost everyday, in fact. Initially it was about school work. Then he started telling me about his friends and the things he did for fun. I did the same. So we got to know each other a little better and there were just more things about him to fall in love with. One time he told me a story about Doyal and Pritpal

Pritpal asked her, "What shampoo do you use"

Doyal answered, "Pantene"

Pritpal: So does it make your hair soft, shiny and straight.

Doyal: Yes it does, actually.

Pritpal: Alright, so now let's talk about the hair on your head.

I was so stupid I sort of didn't get it at the time but then I got the joke after I hung up. Lol.

And since our new house was under construction at this time, Mom, Dad and Siddhi always used to be out in the evenings. I'd always stay home with the excuse of homework to do and call him. We'd talk for an hour, sometimes two. I am surprised by the amount of things we had to talk about. We didn't talk that much in school actually. He'd play football with his friends during the break and I'd hang out with the girls and watch him play sometimes.