Simran spotted all of them on one table looking serious, Neha was pale and sitting there like a stone, Smita in anger was turning red and blue, Nikhil had mixed expressions on his face no one could make out what he was trying to express.
Ajay got up and pulled a chair for Simran from a nearby table, Simran sat with the rest.
There was a huge silence no one knew what to say, how to start and how to find the reality.
Smita placing the print on the table again : "Whats all this Simran what do mean by writing an email of this sort to Neha"
Simran was never fond of Smita, she just gave her a sarcastic look and said "Why dont you stay of of this Smita why are you even here if i knew that the whole jing bang would be present I would have never agreed to come over, Im not answerable to you for any of it so plz restrain yourself from asking me anything further"
Neha got very angry with the way Simran spoke to Smita her face was flushed with blood running up "Listen Simran, firstly you cant talk to Smita like that cause she is here for me and ive called her, secondly if she is asking you something is only because she is worried for me" then she turned to Smita "Ill take it from here dont worry"