Anisha baby... beth jao.
Because apparently I have to EARN your real ID...
Because apparently I have to EARN your real ID...
Apparently you don't trust me yet.
And honestly?
Fair enough.
But before you judge me...
Anisha, I know you don't trust me.
I know you probably think I'm like every other guy...
But I'm not trying to be that guy.
I'd rather earn your trust than ask you to give it to me.
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Yes.
I'm talking about you.
Don't get too excited though.
Your ego is already dangerous. 😂
You don't trust me.
But I'm not here to break you.
I'd rather be someone who makes you feel safe enough to be yourself.
So...
You have exactly one chance.
Since you made it this far...
You're actually pretty interesting, Anisha.
But don't let that compliment inflate your ego.
Because I have more important questions.
Can I ask you something?
Will you give me a chance to actually know you?
I don't even know when you're coming back to Chandigarh...
But...
I'd genuinely love to meet you someday.
No pressure.
Whenever you're comfortable.
You finally come back to Chandigarh.
I see you.
You see me.
Then probably us laughing like idiots.
Now comes the question I've actually been waiting to ask...
Not because you owe me one.
Only if you're comfortable sharing it.
Apparently this is harder to earn than a government job. 😂
So apparently I still have work to do.
One conversation at a time.
One laugh at a time.
One reason at a time.
Okay...
I'd actually like to know you.
I'd like to meet you.
I'd like to make you laugh.
And maybe...
earn that legendary real ID.
You don't owe me anything.
I just wanted you to know that I'd genuinely like the chance to know you.
After all that...
Anisha ❤️
I don't know where this goes.
But I'd like to find out.
Until then...
And remember...
Your real ID is still the prize. 😂❤️