Nisha turned back. She smiled at Sarla. Hey, I think I know you! , exclaimed the maid, shrinking her eyes and scratching her head. Nisha chuckled as Sarla tried to drill her left index finger through her left forehead. The scene of herself carrying a bowl of fruit salad and entering Dr.Alok's room someday flashed in her mind.  Sahab, your breakfast! , announced she. She bulged her eyes and caught her breath for a moment spotting her boss blushing at himself as he stood in front of the dressing mirror. She closed her eyes as he smooched Nisha's photo on his mobile. Waah!