SEALING IT WITH A KISS
© C E Ayr
By Neel Anil Panicker
Ooohs and aaahs ricocheted off the high ceilinged walls of the packed movie hall as the final montage ended with the fading dreamy montage of the young lovers caught in a tight embrace.
A cool evening breeze blowing in from the Arabian Sea greeted the happy faces that
stepped out of the theatre.
“Will you marry me?”
The words escaped Azhar’s lips even before he realized it.
Stumped by this very public act of indiscretion, Zeenat looked at him quizzically as if he had dropped in from the skies.
‘What? Just what was that, Azzu?’
Their arms entwined, the two crossed the street just as the signal turned green.
“Zeenie baby, you know that I have been wanting to say this for years.”
‘Two years, hundred and two days, eleven hours and thirty-three seconds.’
Looking into her eyes, he intoned, “So, baby, will you marry me?”
Pointing towards the Lovers Statue a few feet away from where they stood, she replied ‘First you need to kiss me, like him, in style.’
Without any further prodding, he swung her in his arms and planted a kiss on her lips.
Oohs and aahs escaped the lips of the appreciative crowd around them.
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